“Gratitude is just as powerful as grief, and no season is ever wasted.”

Take perfection, give me peace.

Rejection is a reminder to go where you are valued.

I can exist where there is chaos and not be swept away from it.

If a dream has been planted in your heart, nobody can keep you from the harvest.

Things do not have to be shiny and loud, to be important.

Gratitude, fill me up and overwhelm me with peace.

Like every song, life is a sequence of notes. A symphony of highs and lows.

Maybe strength is less about carrying the load and more about letting go.

We all start off afraid.

Give yourself time to rest + heal + then rise.

Do not settle in the dirt. Get up and make something from it.

Kind people aren’t doormats.

Boundaries aren’t walls to keep people out, they are tools to let the right energy in.

We heal in a community, take my hand and I’ll take yours.

You don’t need to go far to find beauty. – you just need to start seeing yourself.

Distressed but not defeated.

Since childhood, I have wanted to become Miss Universe India, and I did. I am so grateful to God for that.

Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure.

Grateful always for the connection we’ve kept since our lives grew apart.

As long as we’ve got somewhere to sleep, a bowl of cereal, and a coloring book we’ll be fine.

Gratitude is a fool’s word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.

This year I will try to be thankful for me.

I never knew motherhood could be so truly gratifying until I had Natasha.

My mom and my dad never pushed me into performing. They never prohibited me from trying anything, or being anything. They never restricted me in any way. For which I’ll be forever grateful.