“Brokenness is a beginning.”

Go where the energy flows.

I see your face in every sunset.

Kindness always comes back.

Giving is the greatest gift.

Illusions can be changed.

Your madness is your map follow it.

Not all flowers bloom in April.

There is no end to your light.

Allow your softest sides to show.

Your patience is your power.

All waves eventually pass.

You are the voice they couldn’t hush.

And like water I always find my way.

Why is it so heavy to feel nothing.

The endings won’t end you.

Your soul is an Ocean.

Men, though they must die, are not born in order to die but in order to begin.

Anything played wrong twice in a row is the beginning of an arrangement.

The beginning is always today.

As we work along our various ways, there takes shape within us, in some sort, an ideal – something we are to become – some work to be done. This, I think, is denied to very few, and we begin really to live only when the thrill of this ideality moves us in what we will to accomplish.

Alas, it is when we are beginning to leave this mortal body that it most offends us!

Because the development of inner calm & energy happens completely within & isn’t dependent on another person or a particular situation, we begin to feel a resourcefulness and independence that is quite beautiful—and a huge relief.

Life begins on the other side of despair.

The owl of Minerva begins its flight only with the coming of the dusk.