“Every midwife knows that not until a mother's womb softens from the pain of labour will a way unfold and the infant find that opening to...

One morning we will wake up and forget to build that wall we’ve been building, the one between us the one we’ve been building for years,...

By Raymond Carver, an American poet who wrote this as his last entry in his diary: “and did you get what you wanted from this life, even...

"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger...

Take off your muddied work coat toiling so hard to make yourself something else Stop shouting for the knocking to finish you need simply...

Do not try to save the whole world or do anything grandiose. Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest of your life and wait there...

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such...

I bless the night that nourished my heart To set the ghosts of longing free Into the flow and figure of dream That went to harvest from...

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don't need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself. When you are born a lotus...

Everyone is on their own life journey. I am not the cause of this person’s suffering, nor is it entirely within my power to make it go...

On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind...

Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror up to where you are bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look, and instead, here’s...

Stand Still by David Wagoner The trees before you and the bushes beside you are not lost. Wherever you are is a place called Here, And...

Do you have the patience to wait Until your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving Until the right action arises by...

This is a poem about perfectionism. Grows in proportion to my reaction to it. Looms in size, threatening to consume my fingers and my...

Perfectionism is just fear in high heels and a mink coat trying to be fancy. - Elizabeth Gilbert

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,...

I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to...

“and i said to my body. softly. ‘i want to be your friend.’ it took a long breath. and replied ‘i have been waiting my whole life for...

When people say "Let it go," what they really mean is "Get over it," and that's not a helpful thing to say. It's not a matter of letting...