I realize that it is time to remember to live fully, completely, without holding anything back. To treat my life -- and the lives surrounding mine -- with tenderness and gratitude and care.
The world may be a mess, but we are still aiming for what we want. Determined to not be stymied by fear or negativity, we are doing the work. We are doing the work whether anyone notices or not. We are not in it for the show. We are in it for the chance to burn brightly in this particular and ...
I’m writing because I think Milan Kundera was right when he said, “Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short.”
When I looked in the mirror, there was a stranger staring back at me... She might have taken her own life many times with self-righteous hellraising self-denial.
You know what love is when your mom gives your dad a kiss, or when Grandma comes over and makes you a sandwich, or when your aunt quietly takes your soft hand in hers and sits and stares at you in awe, tears filling her eyes with splendorous wonder. But there are bigger, stronger, more ...
I am brilliant.
I am a brilliant shining star set high up in the sky for all to see. I will shine my light on the darkest nights and guide the traveler’s way. I am combustible, burning for eons from my own inner fuel.