It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.

There is no place so awake and alive as the edge of becoming. But more than that, birthing the kind of woman who can authentically say, 'My soul is my own,' and then embody it in her life, her spirituality, and her community is worth the risk and hardship.

There is nothing perfect...only life.

You can go other places, all right - you can live on the other side of the world, but you can't ever leave home

How could I choose someone who would force me to give up my own small reach for meaning? I chose myself, and without consolation.

Whatever else you do, listen to your Deepest Self. Love Her and be true to Her, speak Her truth, always.

He'd gone to church for forty years and was only getting worse. It seemed like this should tell God something.