With every breath, the possibility of a new aspect of self arises.

Just because we are working hard does not mean we are making anything happen.

True kindness is rooted in a deep sense of abundance, out of which flows a sense that even as I give, it is being given back to me.

When we do what we love, again and again, our life comes to hold the fragrance of that thing.

What if the healing of the world utterly depends on the ten-thousand invisible kindnesses we offer simply and quietly throughout the pilgrimage of each human life?

Like a path through the forest, Sabbath creates a marker for ourselves so, if we are lost, we can find our way back to our center.

Every single choice we make, no matter how small, is the ground where who we are meets what is in the world. And the fruits of that essential relationship- the intimate, fertile conversation between our own heart's wisdom and the way the world has emerged before us- becomes a lifelong practice of deep and sacred listening for the next right thing we are required to do. We make the only choice that feels authentic and honest, necessary and true in that moment.