But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds and there was a new voice, which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the...

I haven't told my garden yet ... Lest that should conquer me. I haven't quite the strength now To break it to the Bee ... I will not name it in the street For shops would stare at me ... That one so shy ... so ignorant Should have the face to die. (The poetry of Emily...

Thirty spokes are joined together in a wheel,but it is the centre hole that allows the wheel to function. We mould clay into a pot,but it is the emptiness inside that makes the vessel useful. We fashion wood for a house, but it is the...

If you want to become whole, first let yourself become broken. If you want to become straight,first let yourself become twisted. If you want to become full, first let yourself become empty. If you want to become new, first let yourself...

​In the end, what matters is not whether letting go of a wrong is a question of forgiveness, it's having the capacity to break out of a destructive cycle, to find our unique path to healing and the courage to face a different future.  Cynthia Ransley &...

This being human is a guest house, Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they're a crowd of sorrows, who violently...

I stand And suddenly understand That you, Deep Night, Surround me and play with me, And I am stunned ...Your breath comes over me. And from a vast. distant solemnityYour smile enters me. Rainer Maria Rilke

"Where have you been?" I asked nature. "Why, we have always been here" nature replied."Don't you remember?""I tickled your toes when you took your first steps" said the grass."And I caught you when you fell.""I landed on your knee in the schoolyard" said the...

Pain bowls blindly down the path of life, Thrown by the hand of fate.It crushes all within it's way, Leaves destruction in it's wake.It indiscriminately soldiers on, Rain or hail or shine, Not caring who, or what, or why, Lies in the firing...

 Imagining the wondrous treasures that lay within and surrendering to her curiosity, Pandora opened the sacred box which she had sworn never to do.  In doing so she released upon the world all the terrible evils of disease, misery and death.  As they...