The worst thing about talk ... is that there's no way to lay it to rest. Every fresh breeze brings a new speculation.

One person's weed is another person's wildflower.

The worst thing about talk ... is that there's no way to lay it to rest. Every fresh breeze brings a new speculation.

Sharing our stories can also be a means of healing. Grief and loss may isolate us, and anger may alienate us. Shared with others, these emotions can be powerfully uniting, as we see that we are not alone, and realize that others weep with us.

Music keeps time and defies time, simultaneously.

Does that mean you're prepared to deal with whatever turns up? People aren't sometimes. When they learn the real truth, they're all of a sudden content to live with a lie.

The healing that can grow out of the simple act of telling our stories is often quite remarkable.