I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I could be. There are parts I don’t love-until a few years ago, I had no idea that you could have cellulite on your stomach-but not only do I get along with me most of the time now, I am militantly and maternally on my own side. Left to my own devices, would I trade this for firm thighs, fewer wrinkles, a better memory? You bet I would. That is why it’s such a blessing that I’m not left to my own devices.
[Her] work taught me that you could be all the traditional feminine things — a mother, a lover, a listener, a nurturer — and you could also be critically astute and radical and have a minority opinion that was profoundly moral.
He got me a cup of tea with honey, toast with honey, yogurt with honey, like I was John the Baptist with the flu.
There is ecstasy in paying attention… Anyone who wants to can be surprised by the beauty or pain of the natural world, of the human mind and heart, and can try to capture just that – the details, the nuance, what is. If you start to look around, you will start to see.
Periods in the wilderness or desert were not lost time. You might find life, wildflowers, fossils, sources of water. I wish there were shortcuts to wisdom and self-knowledge: cuter abysses or three-day spa wilderness experiences. Sadly, it doesn’t work that way. I so resent this.
You can either practice being right or practice being kind.
I kept asking God for help, and after a while I realized something — that Josh was not enjoying this either. He was just trying to take care of himself, and I made the radical decision to let him off the hook.
Some people have a thick skin and you don’t. Your heart is really open and that is going to cause pain, but that is an appropriate response to this world.
I was frozen like in a dream when your feet weigh fifty pounds each and the danger is almost upon you.
I do not at all understand the mystery of grace-only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.