Moving beyond past wounds and hurts and building a culture of respect, dignity, and flowering love

Gender imbalance is, at its root, a collective spiritual crisis.

No matter how challenging the ensuing process may become at times, the inner light and love in the human heart always has the power to dispel darkness and ignorance.

Sadly, our society still perpetuates the false ideal that a real man should be all masculine, and a real woman all feminine. Neither is possible, nor desirable.

The invisible fuel for this healing process is our heartfelt compassion and loving presence and the sincerity of the collective intention that we bring to it.

If the sun never set, we would have no perception of the vast depths of space, which become visible only at night when we are able to see what is obscured by the bright daylight

When we stand, we do so not only for ourselves, but also for countless others who have similar stories but may never have an opportunity to be witnessed.

We stand not as victims, but rather to bear witness to the gender injustices present in our lives and in our world as a whole.

When women and men listen with the heart a liberating or cleansing process comes about in the collective, and something transformative moves through both parties and into the dialogue.

Gender is but a doorway to a vast inner universe of ultimate relationships between oneness and duality, manifest and divine, being and nonbeing, temporal and eternal.

Where she ended, he began.

Horrible the fate of the advice-giver in our culture: to repeat oneself in a thousand contexts until death, or irrelevance.            *I abjure advice-giver.

The wavelets flung themselves up as if trying to pat my feet and I darted back, laughing, and picked up my skirts to chase them back as they receded, in a game of tag more ancient than I then knew.

The fool doth think he is wise but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

What's nice about having an engineering degree is everybody thinks you are smart.

In the dark attics of our minds, all times mingle.

I've fired my last shot. I think I should have another round in my belt.

If people want to see me in comedies, that's fine with me.

It's nice to find people who live on the fringe, finding one another and she's just unrelentingly funny.

Everything gives way before the recurring torment and festivity of passion.