She's a surprise this old earth, one big surprise after another since before she separated from the moon who circles and circles like the mate of a s….

Is it possible to love so desperately that life is unbearable? I don't mean unrequited, I mean being in the love. In the midst of it and desperate. B….

Dont pretend to be that small, you are not that great!.

Most of us are never seen, not clearly, and when we are we likely jump and run..

You rest now. Rest for longer than you are used to resting. Make a stillness around you, a field of peace. Your best work, the best time of your life….

Grief is an element. It has its own cycle like the carbon cycle, the nitrogen. It never diminishes not ever. It passes in and out of everything..

Meager as it is. Nothing to lose as I have. Nothing is something somehow..

There is no one to tell this to and yet it seems very important to get this right. The reality and what it is like to escape it. That even now it is ….

Funny how you can live a whole life waiting and not know it..

That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears..

I want to be two people at once. One runs away..

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo. I don't know why. Is it because we are so unsure, so tentative and waiting? Like it n….

Maybe the most real thing the end. To realize when it's too late..

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo..

Life and death lived inside each other. That's what occured to me. Death was inside all of us, waiting for warmer nights, a compromised system, a bee….

Maybe freedom really is nothing left to lose. You had it once in childhood, when it was okay to climb a tree, to paint a crazy picture and wipe out o….

How you refill. Lying there. Something like happiness, just like water, pure and clear pouring in. So good you don’t even welcome it, it runs through….

If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed..

To multiply the years and divide by the desire to live is a kind of false accounting..

It is okay for people you love to leave. For them to come and go. She taught it to me over and over..