All of the frustration, anxiety and nervous tension that I feel is when I want reality to be different from what it is.

Gratitude is a deeply personal experience. It is a state or feeling that I get to experience privately.

Reality is full of richness and all that it takes to see it is to open my eyes.

There is a magical space where life feels effortless to me and where I feel most alive.

Life feels like walking a tightrope. While I want to get to the other side, I have no choice but to focus on taking one step at a time.

Each week has seven days in it, and none of them are called “someday”.

It is my own shadow that ironically gets in the way of me being able to see the fullness of my life at times.

In the face of The Unknown, we have options and get to choose how we show up.

The human condition is to want what others have, believing that it is better than what we have. It is to feel dissatisfied.

I feel lost in the current movement on racial equity. It has triggered a deeper reflection on the influence of culture on identity.

The richness of race, beyond my own, has continued to shape me in profound ways.

My empty spaces are filled with information, possibly the most valuable information and definitely the most relevant information that I have.

The company that we keep, the content that we consume, the contemplations that we explore, all shape our values.

In the pursuit of individual independence, we have run away from one another, and perhaps even run away from ourselves.

A fourth crisis is beginning to emerge, a result of the cumulative intensity from the health, economic and social crises.