Hope and optimism can no longer be restrained. They gallop, unbridled and graceful, into the endlessness within us, bolstering us to prepare for change and surrender joyfully to the flow of it.
Are you really waiting for him to change? Are you waiting for his heart to grow softer and his words to decode into the fairy-tale dream you’d always hoped for?
So, let us live and love well. Let us be brave enough to be ourselves. Let us be powerful enough to resist the pressure to not pursue our own path. Let us be bold enough to make a difference. Let us honor ourselves and, in doing so, let us honor each other. Let us try to forget and let us ...
Sometimes, on hot summer nights, I wonder if you imagine falling asleep under the stars, laughing as we try to think about something to wish for, because our wildest dream already came true. Sometimes, I wonder if you know I am out here, spending my nights wondering about you. I wonder if you ...
I can’t tell you anything about his face, but I can tell you what lies behind his eyes.
I can’t tell you about his body, but I can tell you about his heart.
I can’t tell you about his good looks, but I can tell you about his good works,
something that matters a whole lot more when the good ...
You see, like Seurat’s picture, love is so much bigger when experienced in person. It is impossible to appreciate, until you stand in front of it and it overwhelms you and whispers your name in person.
The gravity of love abounds when your emotional orbit is in alignment with the dark side of your moon. The fears of love are in the mascara stained, hand ringing, brick walled stoicism, and defense mechanisms acting as starlit pathways to a common goal: deeper commitment and even better ...
Let him see that weakness is not the same thing as being weak. Help him recognize that weakness only weakens if it is withheld or withdrawn. Make him understand that weakness that is shared is not weakness at all. It is strength. Help him be strong by helping him be weak.