Walking, ideally, is a state in which the mind, the body, and the world are aligned.

There are those who receive as birthright an adequate or at least unquestioned sense of self and those who set out to reinvent themselves, for survival or for satisfaction, and travel far. Some people inherit values and practices as a house they inhabit; some of us have to burn down that house, find our own ground, build from scratch, even as a psychological metamorphosis.

I am against resources being controlled by corporations, but that doesn't mean I want them controlled by the state.

A contrarian at heart, I am often guided by what I disagree with and don't want.

Kindness and gentleness never had a gender, and neither did empathy.

Despair is easy, or at least low cost.

The poet Marianne Moore famously wrote of 'real toads in imaginary gardens,' and the labyrinth offers us the possibility of being real creatures in symbolic space...In such spaces as the labyrinth we cross over [between real and imaginary spaces]; we are really travelling, even if the destination is only symbolic.