“We make time for the things that matter most to us – I guess I didn’t matter much to myself.”

How can we sing in harmony when we don’t know the melody god is singing over us? listen to the fathers voice. He speaks softly and loves deeply.

In the midst of my breaking I am becoming.

For the heart that needs a dose of courage don’t run, don’t hide, don’t fear, hold on.

Ask for the grace you gift others ( you’re allowed to need what you give.) – you’re not needy.

I talk too much speak too much I think out loud wish I knew what’s on your mind. – overthinking.

When the darkness closes in, push back.

Every heart needs a home that isn’t made of flesh and bone. – another place called home.

Oh, to be a plant, turning toxins into oxygen bringing life into empty spaces.

I’d exhale every breath I have just so you could inhale all my confidence in you.

We look for love under covers hiding cold feet but you can’t find something that’s not there to see. – missing piece.

Two lost vessels can’t guide each other home when neither can see light lining the hidden horizon. – lost at sea.

She never felt safe in her skin so she got wrapped in his hoping that another body would provide shelter from her own. – shelter.

For the heart that needs a dose of courage don’t run, don’t hide, don’t fear, hold on.

In your presence there is fullness of joy.

Misery doesn’t love just any company it desires the kind presence only loneliness feeds but that’s not love at all. – love doesn’t eat it bleeds.

You can’t blame her for drifting away when you never asked her ship to stay. – abandonment ship.

Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.

Meditation can be a refuge, but it is not a practice in which real life is ever excluded. The strength of mindfulness is that it enables us to hold difficult thoughts and feelings in a different way—with awareness, balance, and love

I am a saviour, I let you see what is to be shown, I don’t let people walk all over me now.

You can run around, I love the chase.

We can only learn to love by loving.

And we love to dance, especially that new one called the Civil War Twist. The Northern part of you stands still while the Southern part tries to secede.

My game of love has just begun, love runs from my head down to my toes. My love is pumping through my veins. Play the game, driving me insane.

I loved him greatly, only to be hurt and destroyed by the unstable feelings breathing within him.