“Power over the self and no desire to control anything else.”

I beg my heart to ask- why not me? A woman and a leader. A writer and a healer.

Let the weight fall all there is to do is be here at all.

I wonder how deep true love can go when you water it daily and let it grow.

My desire for connection is stronger than my desire for perfection.

My heart beats for me, always has, but it waits for you.

The present is a present. Do you open it – or just wish it locked different?

Whatever the weather- the rain, snow or whatever we weather it together.

It is my job to be free – who else’s could it be?

No need to erase no need to explain. The beauty is in the change.

It is just as they said it would be great, and terrible, and on occasion, terribly great. (life)

Let yourself breathe. Let yourself grow. Give all your petals permission to unfold.

How to be a poet – call yourself one and pick up a pen.

Can we be who we are and who we are born to be and can we let everything else go?

Time is a funny thing- Flies fast, though constant it slows near large objects, black holes, and you.

Give less shits give more self love.

Are you using your device or is the device using you? You, using using using using devices using you.

The greatest power of ruling consists in the exercise of self-control.

My life didn’t please me, so I created my life.

Keep people from their history, and they are easily controlled.

We can’t control the impressions others form about us, and the effort to do so only debases our character.

I know no safe depository of the ultimate powers of the society but the people themselves ; and if we think them not enlightened enough to exercise their control with a wholesome discretion.

A nation that can’t control its energy sources can’t control its future.

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

It’s OK to have your eggs in one basket as long as you control what happens to that basket.