Empathy requires we meet each other where we actually are, not just where we hope to be.

Savor love's precious simplicity and just soak it all up.

Slack and sleeping senses offer no succor.

There's strength in our tears, and hard hearts hold no sway.

Thrills come from reconnecting to whatever feels wild and true.

There are no summits, just vistas.

Sometimes all we have to do is walk the path laid out before us.

Those of us with the luxury and courage to sit with our boredom will soon learn it's one of the pillars of our creativity.

Perhaps the world we experience is the collective reflection of everything we need to love more deeply.

Why be right when you can be kind?

We're not meant to conquer the world. We're meant to savor it.

Getting lost in life's might-have-been's is a sure way to create more of life's never-was's.

What are tears if not the redemptive release of prior expectations?

Awe is the reverential respect and wonder for the sheer size and scope of all we are not, and the natural prerequisite for humility.

Don't let anyone tell you that Queer love isn't strong.

The energy waves of the universe roil through our lives like the surf, and our role is merely to experience and ride them.

Sometimes two bodies can come together to form one heart...

The first step is often the longest mile, but it all begins with the choice to start where you are and aspire to something more.

Meet yourself in the wilds of noble silence to surface those parts of you below the waterline.

Our destiny looms large in the distance, mostly obscured by our life's busy haze, but ever guiding us to what we are here to do.