Most of us are never seen, not clearly, and when we are we likely jump and run.

Grief is an element. It has its own cycle like the carbon cycle, the nitrogen. It never diminishes not ever. It passes in and out of everything.

Funny how you can live a whole life waiting and not know it.

It is okay for people you love to leave. For them to come and go. She taught it to me over and over.

You rest now. Rest for longer than you are used to resting. Make a stillness around you, a field of peace. Your best work, the best time of your life will grow out of this peace.

I want to be two people at once. One runs away.

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo.

That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears.

To multiply the years and divide by the desire to live is a kind of false accounting.

Maybe the most real thing the end. To realize when it's too late.

If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed.

When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.

Childhood introduces children to the wounds of the world.

I think a spiritual journey is not so much a journey of discovery. It's a journey of recovery. It's a journey of uncovering your own inner nature. It's already there.

Find the grain of truth in criticism-chew it and swallow it.

It was a terrible day for baseball, it was a worse day for Congress.

Women or mothers in middle age or mid career have valuable life experience and may offer an untapped recruitment pool.

In some ways Holy Smoke is about people's journey to the heart.

Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact, I matter only with earth people.

Despair makes priests and friars.

Shambhala can be relevant in terms of what is going on in the world.