“To be the shadow for a moment, to remind the light that it’s real.”

Let your heart mend the wounds that your mind doesn’t have the strength to heal.

Poisoned food will look like nourishment to someone who is starving. The same principle applies to abusive relationships.

Stop letting people who don’t know themselves tell you who you are.

You are the freedom you seek.

You have not seen power until you have witnessed a soft thing unleash fire from her eyes.

Let go of what let go of you-make room for what seeks to be held.

Feeling we have nothing to offer others is our heart reminding us how much we have yet to give to ourselves.

I am nothing less than a divine vessel for growth, for love, for healing, for abundance.

Let go of being perfect- find peace in being enough.

The only way to truly feel a woman is to grasp the divinity she stems from.

You are never too “broken” to heal. You are never too far gone to come back to yourself.

You are so much more resilient than allowing people to suppress your truest expression of self.

Don’t let them take a piece of you when they leave.

You can’t heal a wound that you are actively pretending doesn’t exist.

Losing you meant meeting myself again.

The trust you have in others only extends as far as the trust you have for yourself.

I don’t want to take anything to the grave. I want to die used up and emptied out. I don’t want to carry around anything I don’t have to. I want to travel light.

The great extension of our experience in recent years has brought light to the insufficiency of our simple mechanical conceptions and, as a consequence, has shaken the foundation on which the customary interpretation of observation was based.

Everyone claims they want the truth. Just not in all her bright entirety. We’d rather she visit in dim shades of light, that won’t hurt our eyes.

When the contrary magnetic poles were on the same side, there was an effect produced on the polarized ray, and thus magnetic force and light were proved to have relation to each other.

Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.

I happen to have discovered a direct relation between magnetism and light, also electricity and light, and the field it opens is so large and I think rich.

Light at the end of the tunnel? We don’t even have a tunnel; we don’t even know where the tunnel is.

Letting go is actually the easiest decision we can make. We become so adapted to the weight of our heavy hearts that being light again is a foreign language.