It is the very parts we perceive to be not-so-good that need our love the most. As it is only in love that what is hurting or what has been marginalized can be embraced, felt and transformed.

Like Arjuna, we too are enough, as we have a unique part to play in the Divine plan. And, like Arjuna, we are nothing when—in those glorious moments—we take refuge in our God, crying out in sweet surrender, “Thy will be done!” And, in an instant, we are free. Welcome Home.

Like flowers of the field, we are each unique, yet all brought forth by the same Source.

Once we stop asking ourselves to be happy or perfect or anything else other than what is simply true for us in the moment, we can more easily stop asking the same of others as well.

Fighting for truth is not a sentimental act based on emotion but an act of courage based on clarity.

It is our job to follow the impulse, or vision, placed in our hearts at birth and then to release that impulse into the unseen hand of the Beloved for manifestation.

We blossom not in spite of but because of. I think of every experience as my teacher, most especially the difficult ones. I believe this is the role of suffering. Suffering cracks us open to allow for new light. Yet, we can choose to accept the light or hide under our bushel.

Radical self-acceptance enables us to sit at the feet of our life to be taught. Being taught transforms our fears and struggles into a kind of compost from which we may grow a more joyful life. And, along the way, we become a little more free of self-imposed obstacles and become a little more our Self. And, we are glad.