Our lives are made of these moments. Simple words and actions, taken together, weave a single day, and our days become our life. Every gesture is a seed, and the seed determines the harvest.

When we come close to those things that break us down, we touch those things that also break us open. And in that breaking open, we uncover our true nature.

If we do not allow for a rhythm of rest in our overly busy lives, illness becomes our Sabbath— our pneumonia, our cancer, our heart attack, our accidents create Sabbath for us.

To pray is no small thing. It is nothing less than a sacred pilgrimage into the heart of the whole world.

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?

For thousands of years we have gathered in circle--around fires, around bodies, around altars--because we can't do this alone.

Gratitude invites a sense of sufficiency.

The last place we tend to look for healing is within ourselves.

What we choose to love is very important for what we love leads our eyes, ears, and hearts on a pilgrimage that shapes the texture of our lives.

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

Emptiness is the pregnant void out of which all creation springs. But many of us fear emptiness. We prefer to remain...surrounded by things...we imagine are subject to our control.

Most people are not for or against anything the first object of getting people together is to make them respond somehow to overcome inertia.

When making an axe handle the pattern is not far off.

Without an education, you won't have a future.

It's very easy to go down, so always live up. Incline yourself upward.

Following what everyone else is doing is rarely a way to get rich.

Programmers work in bursts of productivity. Then, they let the brain rest and get back into it. A lot about the office world is not a great fit for me.

It's unlikely that the organized religions will get more sectarian... or is it? I am not at all sure.

While Resignation gently slopes away, And all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.

I don't want to be at a point where I'm trying to steal the spotlight from the team or anyone else or make it seem like it's just about me.

The love boat has crashed against the everyday.