Wholeness does not mean perfection: it means embracing brokenness as an integral part of life. Knowing this gives me hope that human wholeness — mine, yours, ours — need not be a Utopian dream, if we can use devastation as a seedbed for new life.

Caring for others completes us.

We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly embracing each other.

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.

It is easier to live through someone else than to become complete yourself.

Happiness is just one part of our existence, wholeness is to embrace all that is within us. It’s to embrace our shadow qualities, to embrace our self-doubt,  fear, anxiety, as well as the brightness, joy, and curiosity. It is all welcome.

You need only claim the events of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done…you are fierce with reality.

As a Unitarian Universalist, I have come to see that universal salvation is not just for all of us but for all of me. There is no crevice inside of me that love cannot touch.