Eating is not only an individual delight but also, and mainly, a communal experience.

Thanksgiving is fully living into our givenness—it is the acceptance that our life is a miracle.

Christ came and declared a wedding feast, a celebration, at the very center of life. They crucified him not for being too ascetical, but because he told us that we might enjoy life.

Like eating, prayer is meant to respect the natural rhythms of our energy.

Prayer is about love, not insight. It is meant to establish friendship.

Prayer has a huge ebb and flow. When we try to pray, sometimes we walk on water and sometimes we sink like a stone.

Living intentionally and fully alive—from a place of groundedness, being at home in our own skin—is not a technique.

When a cook prepares everything from scratch for her guests, no one doubts the efficacy of her loving care for each ingredient.

To be blessed, is to know that place of no striving.