“Maybe I am something special but nothing spectacular.”

And what happens when you run out of words? You listen. Deeply. To everything around you.

I am hell-bent on loving my hell.

Think of how good tomorrow might be.

I love my sadness because it is honest.

You write poems or you are a poem. That is where you’ll shine.

Your love is only as good as your intention.

Your trauma is never indicative of who you are and how well you deserve to be loved.

Meet me with authenticity or not at all.

Do you see who I am beyond your judgment? I lay with my core, and there is a force in there.

Don’t fear it. That pull between your heart and mind. It is trying to teach you. It is learning your language.

It’s hard to know who I am when who I am always swallows me whole.

If my skin is going to crawl, I pray it crawls into safer spaces.

I am learning that most of my fear of others is my own judgment of myself.

It is a valuable thing to learn the difference between who is in your corner and who is in your way.

Let your love be bigger than your anger.

For each person you encounter is also you.

This was one of those special occasions when I could actually feel the inner appreciation of the beauty of the moment passing like an electric current through the brush in my hand.

Know that you are the perfect age. Each year is special and precious, for you shall only live it once. Be comfortable with growing older.

Everybody’s born to be different, that’s the one thing that makes us the same.

You know, I’ve never believed, in anything, that you had to have role models who looked like you to do something. If I’d been waiting for a black, female, soviet specialist role model, I’d be still waiting.

We must especially beware of that small group of selfish men who would clip the wings of the American Eagle in order to feather their own nests.

Honestly, I just think we all have special gifts, everyone. You know, obviously, some are more noticeable than others and that’s why there’s the limelight. Everybody’s in it.

Now, each of us has his own special gift And you know this was meant to be true. And if you don’t underestimate me I won’t underestimate you.

In letting go of wanting something special to occur, maybe we can realize that something special is already occurring.