“Those who are unkind to themselves will not appreciate your kindness. Do it anyway.”

I am nature taking its divine and natural course. I am homes being rebuilt after a tragedy. I am healing.

I will take this heart, these lungs, these hands and I will rebuild.

The more you judge others. The more you cage yourself.

Our greatness mistake was starting with potent lust, and allowing it to drip into lust.

For every breath that catches the attention of my lungs – I am grateful.

There is such beauty lying in the subtle calling of the seconds, of the milliseconds, if you slow down enough to capture it.

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

You reach a dangerous level of independence the moment you realize you are beating.

If you are in need of a safety net-sit with your own heartbeat for a little while.

Fear creates space for creativity. Love creates space for healing.

Never be afraid to fall apart in front of the stars. They do not twinkle with judgment.

My body has forgotten what my own warmth feels like and the ice on my skin has frost bitten all those who have tried to hold me.

I am learning to forgive all those who are not sorry.

Is there another human out there made from the same lightening as me that I have crashed into yet?

I stepped into love with grace. I stepped out of love with grace. The beginning was beautiful. The ending was beautiful.

The irony of crashing into me is I will show you what safety looks like.

Other people need to be seen too. So be kind.

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?

Bullying is the use of force, threat, or coercion to abuse, intimidate, or aggressively impose domination over others. Help a friend.

Speak to yourself like you would a child whom you love.

Whatever you love more than God is your idol.

We are all human beings, part of the human race, and we need to be compassionate and giving and kind with one another.

The measure of a man is not how many servants he has but how many men he serves .

There is no such thing as a simple act of compassion or an inconsequential act of service. Everything we do for another person has infinite consequences.