There is in all our strivings a profound homesickness for God. When we touch another we touch God. When we look at a flower, its radiance, its fragrance, its stillness is another moment's experience of something deeper within. When we hold a baby, when we hear extraordinary music, when we look into the eyes of a great saint, what draws us is that deep homesickness for our true nature, for the peace and healing that is our birthright. This homesickness for God directs us toward the healing we took birth for.

When we see all women as the divine mother and all men as the divine father, everyone you meet is sacred.

Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.

I have never lived a life so much larger than death. (93)

Simply touching a difficult memory with some slight willingness to heal begins to soften the holding and tension around it. (74)

Letting ourselves be forgiven is one of the most difficult healings we will undertake. And one of the most fruitful. (79)

If you can find the God inside yourself, you can find the God inside everybody.