The question occurred to me: Well, if that's so, if the Divine is ultimately formless and genderless, what's the big deal? Why all this bother? The bother is because we have no other way of speaking about the Absolute. We need forms and images. Without them we have no way of relating to the Divine. Symbol and image create a universal spiritual language. It's the language the soul understands.

People can start out one way, and by the time life gets through with them they end up completely different.

There is no place so AWAKE and ALIVE as the edge of becoming.

Sometimes, in order to say yes to what matters most, I must say no to good things.

From now on when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I planned to say, Amnesiac.

I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us.

I realize what a strange in-between place I am in. The Young Woman inside has turned to go, but the Old Woman has not shown up.