“She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.”

She’s not free when she’s waiting for something she can’t control, so she ventures inwards making different decisions; searching for the untold.

The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.

In this moment I am me, as much as I’m ever going to be; I’m not a memory that can no longer be seen, for I am the seer that always has been.

You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.

Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.

It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.

Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.

Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.

Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.

Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.

Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.

Sometimes she pleaded with life, only to find out that she was begging for her very essence; for she is life itself.

Every moment of presence is a moment of soul; the portal in which true tales are told and hearts desires unfold.

I love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.

Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.

I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.

I demand perfection in what I do, and I practice very hard before I give a concert-sometimes three to six hours a day.

Your cute shades, and it is kind of the outfit you stay in the entire day.

I was always a politician from the day the civil rights people chose me as their protest singer.

I’m natural, but I wear makeup seven days a week.

It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day and I’m feeling good.

False history gets made all day, any day, the truth of the new is never on the news.

I just simply believe in having purposeful relations, period. That’s what its about at the end of the day.

I get a kick out of making a strangers day.