“Thoughts are like drops of water: with our thoughts we can drown in a sea of negativity, or we can float on the ocean of life.”

I give myself the green light to move forward, and to joyously embrace the new.

I let go of all fear and doubt, and life becomes simple and easy for me

Your security is not your job, or your bank account, or your investments, or your spouse or your parents. Your security is your ability to connect with the cosmic power that creates all things.

If I dwell on what I don’t want, then I will get more of it. I affirm only the good in Life.

Would you really dig into yesterday’s garbage to make tonight’s meal? Do you dig into yesterday’s mental garbage to create today’s experiences?

I create easily and effortlessly when I let my thoughts come from the loving space of my own heart.

I am as successful as I make up my mind to be

Know that you are the perfect age. Each year is special and precious, for you shall only live it once. Be comfortable with growing older.

I am worth loving. I do not have to earn love. I am lovable because I exist. Others reflect the love I have for myself.

Today I fulfill my creative side. I want to bloom wherever I am planted!

How you start your day is how you live your day. How you live your day is how you live your life.

Each day is a new opportunity. Yesterday is over and done. Today is the first day of my future.

Make joy and happiness the center of your world.

Until you love yourself, you will never know who you really are and you won’t know what you’re really capable of.

The more we dwell on what we don’t want, the more we get it.

I allow the healing power in my body to manifest perfect health.

Float in love don’t fall in it.

I tell poets that when a line just floats into your head, don’t pay attention ’cause it probably has floated into somebody else’s head.

I’m a juvenile product of the working class, who’s best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.

Doing nothing feels like floating on warm water to me. Delightful, perfect.

But the greatest part of mankind float between vice and virtue.

These poets and their metaphors lied to me/ you never felt like a mountain I wished to climb/ or a stream I would let myself float in/ or a scent I was dying to bottle in/ these poets lie when they talk of love.

White balloons floating away. Expel the energy wasters, they just prey. Move from the clutter, the haze. Clear pearlescent white from the grey.