You are love even if you live in your head and forget about love. You are love even if you don’t feel loving, even if you feel lonely. Your true essence, is LOVE.

Home is where the heart is inclined. Home is our soul, our true self, the place where our humanity and divinity meet and make magic.

One of the most difficult things in the world is to know who you really are. For over two decades I’ve  followed the Greek maxim inscribed at the Temple of Delphi: “Know thyself.” And I think I do. I think I’m a salmon.

On the nature of disease, its meanings, and our role in creating it.

The opportunity to come into our fullness is the sacred gift contained in midlife. Who are you? Why are you here? What needs to be done? And what will remain when your castle returns to the sea?

One of the more interesting phenomena of middle age is the recognition of just how very stupid and arrogant you have been up to wherever you find yourself near the halfway point.

Each of us has a unique and vital role to play in this life, but it’s imperative that we understand that we are all part of a much larger team.