“We are fertile dark and blooming light. We are deep ache and wild joy. We are grit and grace. We are winged and true. We are phoenix.”

“Presence. Gratitude. Paying attention to the small and big of life, every bite of nourishment, every song of joy, every heartache turning toward healing. This is me, coming back to life. ”

“Make way for holy surprise. // Healing waits here, in releasing our tight grasp on what we wish life WOULD BE, and discovering instead the surprising goodness ALREADY at our feet . . .”

“Yes, we ache. But we do not stay in that dark forever, though our phoenix souls are often born here. Then we soar up into blazing light: triumphant, free, found. Unleashed. Released. More joyful than ever.”