It was easier to break promises when they weren't voiced.
The boundary between ourselves and other people and between ourselves and Nature, is illusion. Oneness is reality.
The goal of feminist spirituality has never been the simple substitution of Yahweh-with-a-skirt. Rather, it seeks, in all its diversity, to revitalize relational, body-honoring, cosmologically grounded spiritual possibilities for women and all others.
We have barely tapped the power that is ours. We are more than we know.
Aspiring to a depth of awareness of the sacred whole has always been the path to wisdom and grace.
I was thirty-seven then, strapped in my seat as the huge 747 plunged through dense cloud cover on approach to the Hamburg airport.
That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly.
To grow old is to lose everything.
In the increasingly convincing darkness The words become palpable, like a fruit That is too beautiful to eat.