“I was never meant to be stagnant. I only wanted to grow.”

I have come to believe that the hurt ones are also the healers.

People will not understand your journey. Walk it anyway. Sometimes crazy looks a awful lot like faith.

Light is much more than the absence of darkness. And you, my love, are much more than the absence of him.

How beautiful it is to find a broken heart, to hold it in your hands and give it a place to stay, without fetching a needle and thread.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

What if I told you everything was going to be okay – but what if in my own, soft heart, I really needed to hear it too?

And perhaps the greatest peace of art is in the brush stroke of our suffering.

I am the kind of tired that does not need a bed but rather, hope.

And perhaps the greatest paradox of all is how we stand here, fully wounded yet never more alive.

I don’t mind cloudy days. And how could I? My heart has cloudy days too.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

There is a certain kind of light that only comes from having been through a certain kind of darkness.

I will heal and Oh what a day that will be.

You are only ever as lost as the next step you choose to take.

Money is not a goal. The goal is to make companies grow, develop, be competitive, be in different areas, be efficient to have a great human team inside the company.

At night when I can’t sleep, I imagine I’m a sunflower trying to find the light to nourish my growth.

I move a bit slower that is fine because I blossom after I hide.

An endless fire burns within me whispers in my ear and encourages me to grow past what I can see.

You made me uncomfortable, in a good way.

If you can’t help them grow let them flourish alone.

My feet are not rooted in the ground I am able to leave the familiar places I have known I am strong enough to grow.

A beautiful dance, a new breath shedding layers of myself to unearth the truth within.