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

Waiting is wasting.

Breathe. Dream. Grow. Your soul knows true hearts must be bold.

Be still. There are things worth listening for.

Thankful for the rose grateful for its thorns these lessons bloom like weeds from them I am reborn.

When my world grows dark I remember: Every light begins with a spark.

I am a island – I am an island so large that though I live here, I know it not.

The moment I am sure that I know is also the moment I cease to grow.

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.

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)

That which is so universal as death must be a benefit.

Width of life is more important than length of life.

The artist belongs to his work, not the work to the artist.

We are near awakening when we dream that we dream.

Deeper meaning resides in the fairy tales told to me in my childhood than in the truth that is taught by life.

Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.

There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.

Creating is a lonely thing in a lot of ways.