Today, I would describe a preistess as a woman who lives in two worlds at once, who perceives life on earth against a backdrop of a vast, timeless, reality.

Paradoxically, we achieve true wholeness only by embracing our fragility and sometimes, our brokenness.

When women get together, they tell stories. This is how it has always been. Telling stories is our way of saying who we are, where we have come from, what we know, and where we might be headed.

To wait, to patiently sit in the dark without knowing what the outcome will be, to protect and respect that which has yet no clear form - all these are aspects of the womb.

Gratitude is a gladness of soul.

Though I am faced with many adversities, my heart will not faint. The Lord is my comfort, my hope and my peace.

I'd like to point out that we've had zero problem reaching each other's mouths.

You gotta have fun. Regardless of how you look at it, we're playing a game. It's a business, it's our job, but I don't think you can do well unless you're having fun.

I thought how lovely and how strange a river is.

The spirit that I am advocating is reframing how we view the world, and shifting from the negativity of lack and "not enough" to the positive frame of aligning with Nature.

I prefer the old theaters because the audience is... trapped.

A friar who asks alms for God's sake begs for two.

People are like birds - from a distance, beautiful: from close up, those sharp beaks, those beady little eyes.

Half the states have stopped making civics and government a requirement for high school. Half.