“An endless fire burns within me whispers in my ear and encourages me to grow past what I can see.”

Darling, let go I promise you will never want to carry that pain again.

Her name is foreign on my tongue, I repeat it over and over and over in my head hoping one day it will sound familiar.

I was searching for relief in places I would never find peace.

She bloomed from the depths of darkness through the cracks she was brought to life by the sun.

I am ready to love the pieces that are weighing me down.

We were playing hide and seek with our shadows simply pretending to grasp for love we could not find in ourselves.

My mind is entangled in the thought of you.

She wanted someone that could swim to the depths of her ocean and not drown in the intensity of her soul.

I feel at home in places I’ve never been.

I am trying to find a way through this dark forest.

My insecurities gave you too much power over me/ you were the catalyst to my healing/ but you are not the healer/ I am.

When will the leaves begin to change in this body of mine?

Be your love and watch the world change.

And she rose exactly when she was ready to spread her wild wings and release the fire hidden deep in her soul.

My feet are not rooted in the ground I am able to leave the familiar places I have known I am strong enough to grow.

My roots tell secrets my mind will never know but my soul remembers and that is more than enough.

The problem when someone feels burned out, bored, unchallenged, or stifled by their work is not the job itself but rather the environment and playground rules given to them to do the job at hand.

Many fires burn below the surface.

Energy apparently increases with the amount of work to be done. When nothing of burning urgency is waiting, it decreases much sooner. Heaven seems to understand such economy.

How is it possible that with one stare I’m in flames and no fire extinguisher shall help me? and so here I stand a tree burning from inside out of love from you.

Angels, living light most glorious! Beneath the Godhead in burning desire in the darkness and mystery of creation you look on the eye of your God never taking your fill: What glorious pleasures take shape within you!

There is a fire raging inside you; do not allow anyone to extinguish it. And so on these nights when you think you are broken, remember the flame, and feel it burn.

They burned all our witches, so now they get bitches.

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.