“No matter how much we plan and prepare, life calls and we have to answer.”

Talk about your failures without apologizing.

We don’t need to do awkward, brave, and kind alone. We were never meant to.

Shame corrodes the very part of us that believes we are capable of change.

During a time of deep uncertainty and anxiety – when many of us have struggled to be our best selves all of the time – apologizing has never been more important.⁣

When we screw up or fall down, many of us talk to ourselves in ways that we would never talk to someone we love and respect.

What we don’t need in the midst of struggle is shame for being human.

Authenticity is a collection of choices that we have to make every day. It’s about the choice to show up and be real. The choice to be honest. The choice to let our true selves be seen.

Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.

Those who have a strong sense of love and belonging have the courage to be imperfect.

What we know matters but who we are matters more.

What we know matters but who we are matters more.

Courage is listening, learning, unlearning, knowing when to lead, and knowing when to let others lead.⁣

Courage is listening, learning, unlearning, knowing when to lead, and knowing when to let others lead.⁣

If you trade your authenticity for safety, you may experience the following: anxiety, depression, eating disorders, addiction, rage, blame, resentment, and inexplicable grief.

Hope is a function of struggle.

Vulnerability is not about winning or losing. It’s having the courage to show up even when you can’t control the outcome.

There is no later. This is later.

To be a socialist means to let the ego serve the neighbour, to sacrifice the self for the whole. In its deepest sense socialism equals service. The individual refrains and the commonwealth demands.

There’s never an end for the sea.

Pain doesn’t know it’s small. Not until something bigger than itself tells it so.

What good is money if it can’t buy happiness?

Innocence, Once Lost, Can Never Be Regained. Darkness, Once Gazed Upon, Can Never Be Lost.

Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness, a tiny blue marble is spinning through space. Born in the splendor of God’s holy vision, and sliding away like a tear down his face.

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.