I've realized that aging is the younger cousin of dying. ... How much time do I have left? We become aware that we're on the downside of the mountain, coasting toward our final days. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
I think the main problem people have getting older, whether they know it or not, is that you're closer to dying. And we may fixate on not wanting to look a certain way, but it really is just the clock… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
“too—I realized that my only hope was to give up the life that had been, in order to make room for the life that… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
“logotherapy,” which, in a nutshell, is about searching for the meaning packed in one’s baggage, something” — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
“He was training people to become “sacred warriors”—not so that they could do battle with others but so that they could develop the kind… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
“Rumi tells us that moment we accept what troubles we’ve been given, the door will open.” — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
If I pull from places of faith, joy and gratitude, then I have the wind of creativity behind me. And, my work in the… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
I think as women and men become more conscious, the terms "woman/man" begin to lose meaning. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
I actually don't think we're more divided than we were. I think it's more evident. It's more evident because of the internet. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
We think that maybe feminism isn't appropriate anymore, since Western women have really made enormous strides. But check out the rest of the world… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
Life is like a school; one can learn, one can graduate, one can skip a grade or stay behind. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
We must pay attention to the voice that calls us out of the safety zone. — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
When we descend all the way down to the bottom of loss, and dwell patiently, with an open heart, in the darkness and pain,… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
The great loneliness- like the loneliness a caterpillar endures when she wraps herself in a silky shroud and begins the long transformation from chrysalis… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
