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With no real example of power as a carrier signal to follow out of we continue to chase relief. Relief will only be found when woman recognizes that she is the destination. 

Free of my phone, my email, my constant orientation toward bad news or hopeful news, I notice what’s left. It turns out what’s left is everything.

Women in prison are not who the headlines say they are.

Our greatest human resource is our humility.

From psychedelics to sexual energies, from marginalized people to incarceration. I go into the mind-ghettos and get the jewels out of the dung heap.

What if it is precisely that waiting and holding back is the cause of our own exhaustion, neuroses, frustration, and irritation?

The pressure either crushes you or makes the diamond.

The difference is circulation.

Miss Wu wore a hairnet. She talked to the rice. She had organized five hundred monks across sixteen monasteries, and here she was in a federal prison on the Fourth of July telling the rice it was going to be very good.

The most generous thing
we can do is love through people to Eros.

I always say that when one of our projects is complete, everyone will want it, even though it was what no one wanted before.

Instead of riding a bicycle of mindfulness through hell, hoping for calm, the Eros-informed being turns on the all-terrain vehicle of erotic intensity, and drives out.

We have sold our greatest resource and allowed it to be cut with greed.