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

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.

Part human and part ocean. A woman who must transform, a woman and a thunderstorm.

I meditate I sit and wait I let my soul.

The things that I fear have no power here as I stand on this altar with you, my dear.

And here, on the edge I look below where there are so many many unknowns.

Caterpillars must grow- destroy what it is you think you know.

Don’t stall find yourself in the free fall.

The burden which is well borne becomes light.

Make sure the burden you feel is the one you chose to keep.

This armor I wear so long gets too heavy. This sword I’m clinging to is burdening. I’m so tired of fighting. I just want peace of mind and a safe place for my heart

Hold my heart please, take this burden off me- the heavy hearts club.

Stop carrying the burden of holding on to what isn’t yours anymore.

Souls shouldering the burden of false hopes, broken promises, fear like a burning flame. Maybe that’s why each one of us is so different yet the same.

If I feel everything, is that a gift or a burden?

The feeling of being loved takes away so much burden from our shoulders.