A blessing is a circle of light drawn around a person to protect, heal and strengthen.

I think the divine is like a huge smile that breaks somewhere in the sea within you, and gradually comes up again.

The best decision I ever made was to become a priest and I think the second best was to resign.

A lot of suffering is just getting rid of dross in yourself, and lingering and hanging in the darkness is often - I say this against myself - a failure of imagination, to imagine the door into the light.

I believe that our friends among the dead really mind us and look out for us. Often there might be a big boulder of misery over your path about to fall on you, but your friends among the dead hold it back until you have passed by.

When you acknowledge the integrity of your solitude, and settle into its mystery, your relationships with others take on a new warmth, adventure and wonder.