To Make Sacred

In its original Latin form, sacrifice means to make sacred or to make holy. I wholeheartedly believe that when we are fully engaged in parenting, regardless of how imperfect, vulnerable, and messy it is, we are creating something sacred.”

― Brené Brown, Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead


Spirituality emerges as a fundamental guidepost of Wholeheartedness — not religiosity but the deeply held belief that we are inextricably connected to one another by a force greater than ourselves–a force grounded in love and compassion. For some of us that’s God, for others it’s nature, art, or even human soulfulness. I believe that owning our worthiness is the act of acknowledging that we are sacred. Perhaps embracing vulnerability and overcoming numbing is ultimately about the care and feeding of our spirits.

― Brené Brown, Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead

Our Only Choice is a Question of Engagement.


Vulnerability is not weakness, and the uncertainty, risk, and emotional exposure we face every day are not optional. Our only choice is a question of engagement. Our willingness to own and engage with our vulnerability determines the depth of our courage and the clarity of our purpose; the level to which we protect ourselves from being vulnerable is a measure of our fear and disconnection.

― Brené Brown, Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead

You Become. It Takes A Long Time.

the velveteen rabbit

‘Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but really loves you, then you become Real.’

‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.

‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.’

― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

Look With Soft Eyes

Bagger Vance: Put your eyes on Bobby Jones, look at his practice swing, almost like he’s searching for something, then he finds it. Watch how he settles himself right into the middle of it, feel that focus. He got a lot of shots he could choose from, duffs and tops and skulls — there’s only one shot that’s in perfect harmony with the field, one shot that’s his authentic shot, and that shot is gonna choose him. There’s a perfect shot out there tryin’ to find each and every one of us, all we got to do is get ourselves out of its way, to let it choose us.

You can’t see that flag as some dragon you got to slay, you got to look with soft eyes. See the place where the tides and the seasons and the turning of the Earth, all come together, where everything that is, becomes one. You got to seek that place with your soul, Junuh. Seek it with your hands, don’t think about it. Feel it. Your hands is wiser than your head ever gonna be. Now I can’t take you there Junuh, just hopes I can help you find a way. Just you, that ball, that flag and all that you are.

The Legend of Bagger Vance, screenplay by Jeremy Leven


Authentic Swing

Bagger Vance: Yep. Inside each and every one of us is one true authentic swing. Somethin’ we was born with. Somethin’ that’s ours and ours alone. Somethin’ that can’t be taught to ya or learned. Somethin’ that got to be remembered. Over time the world can rob us of that swing. It get buried inside us under all our wouldas and couldas and shouldas. Some folk even forget what their swing was like.

The Legend of Bagger Vance, screenplay by Jeremy Leven

I Am Never Done With Looking


There are things you can’t reach. But
you can reach out to them, and all day long.

The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of God.

And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.

The snake slides away; the fish jumps, like a little lily,
out of the water and back in; the goldfinches sing
from the unreachable top of the tree.

I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.

Looking, I mean not just standing around, but standing around
as though with your arms open.

– Mary Oliver, from “Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does it End?” in Why I Wake Early