No bird can fly without opening its wings, and no one can love without exposing their heart. It is perhaps the oldest of inner laws, as inescapable as gravity. There is no chance of lifting into any space larger than yourself without revealing the parts you hold...
When we stop struggling, we float. When first learning how to swim, I didn’t trust the deep. No matter how many assuring voices I heard from shore, I strained and flapped to keep my chin above the surface. It exhausted me, and only when exhausted did I relax enough...
Asleep too long, we need to wake. Awake too long, we need to sleep. We blink a thousand times a day. A thousand times a day the world goes dark. A thousand times a day we wake. We can’t escape this opening and closing. It’s a reflex we can’t control. Even as you...
“Who knows that in the depth of the ravine of the mountain of my hidden heart a firefly of my love is aflame.” Abutsu-Ni This quiet Japanese woman’s confession to herself almost a thousand years ago tells us that the most important things begin so far inside we can...
“If somebody were to cut me into a thousand pieces, every piece of me would say that it loves.” Chris Lubbe The man who said this is a deeply spiritual person who is a native of South Africa. He like many others grew up under apartheid. He told me that he was taught...
