“Whole, loved and worthy just as you are.”

I will remain soft in a world marked by hardness.

You were waiting for the sunset while I was longing for the moonrise.

If hearts are our homes, why do we let others break windows and throw stones?

From each scar today bloom the flowers of a kinder tomorrow.

You are already more than enough.

Don’t reorient yourself to fit in to an upside down world.

Let’s get perfectly lost recklessly joyful, let’s rest a while in this sweet reverie.

Love me as a storm would rage full force or not at all.

You keep planting sympathy in rows meant for empathy and I’m here picking weeds with tears in my eyes.

Poetry runs through tired veins reviving once sleeping souls.

Tend to your own garden and watch the beauty you begin to see in others.

Less rushing, more lingering. Less distraction, more noticing. Less comparison, more gratitude.

Stars fell in our eyes the night sky our canvas, we painted the moon red.

I was always looking at you.

Hope is the gentle salve the world needs.

In the rise and fall of all that is let me be your moon, your sun.

Do you know that nothing you do in this life will ever matter, unless it is about loving God and loving the people he has made?

The true spiritual secret is this: what you seek, you already are. True success is discovering your inner divinity~ it’s the ability to love and have compassion, trust your intuition, and awaken to your unlimited creative nature.

Love is contagious. When I share love, it comes back to me multiplied. Love opens every door.

If you love something – let go. If it is yours – it will come back. I love you not because of who you are, but for who I am when I’m with you.

The choice to be used as an instrument of love, right here, right now, is a choice for personal empowerment.

I am perfect as I am. Everything in my life is working just the way it should. I am loved, and I am love.

Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.

Take the risk of thinking for yourself.