“And when the sun smiles its brightest, I become a golden soul.”

Maybe self-care is choosing to be your own kind of lovely.

I’ve stopped trying to make sense of the sunset.  There is beauty in resting, there is strength in letting go.

I have to believe that ahead of me are entire adventures waiting to be lived, for the sun hasn’t abandoned me yet.

I am finding the courage to breathe as I am.

On the days that I drown deep in the rain, I must remember that it, too, will help me grow closer to the sun.

Today will end and another day will come – I can’t bend time into softer motions all I can do is live.

I will breathe because I must, but I will smile because I’m living.

I am capable of loving myself the way I deserve.

I am choosing to create space in my mind for peace.

I am no longer looking to others to show me my worth.

And as the sun smiles to bless this new day, I inhale life, and journey on.

I am learning to hold to hopeful light.

I am making space for each emotion I need to feel.

I am enough for me.

I must learn to separate my bad days from who I am – we are not the same.

Embrace your own reality.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.

Become the kind of person who brightens a room just by entering it.

Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.

Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?

I want a brighter word than bright.

It’s always tough when you lose – you’ve worked so hard for that moment and it hasn’t gone the way you wanted. But you have to realise there’s always a bright side, you have to pick yourself up and get ready for the next game.

I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.

Your voice is my brightest sunshine through the winter nights. Your voice is the only melody that can rock me to sleep.