“Crying so hard, I can’t hardly breathe.”

Because of her, I know unconditional love. Because of him, I have learned to forgive. Life lessons from mom and dad.

If I can inhale I can speak up.

I am filled with mirth at my own rebirth.

Leave all hurt in the past to let love in. Hopeful. Don’t block your blessings.

You don’t need him. Bloom baby, bloom.

Even the prettiest rose wilts.

What a privilege to be a woman.

But you’re acting like a weed.

A rose with her thorns is still a rose.

It was simply divine intervention.

Penetrate me with a love so deep, you will have ruined me for all others.

Oasis in the desert I swallow you entirely.

If tomorrow starts without me, let it be known I was born to be free.

Fuller and more resilient for the next season.

Take a California girl to a body of water and she calms from the crashing of waves. Sanctuary.

You pitched a tent, to explore the forest of my mind. And off you went, to hike my trail and watch me unwind. Let’s camp together.

You were an ocean and I never did learn to breathe underwater.

Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leave you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing, and listen as Heaven whispers, “Do you like it? I did it just for you.”

Your breath upon the wind shall surely lodge within some breast. Ask not whose breast it is. See only that the breath itself be pure.

To-day is thine to spend, but not to-morrow; Counting on morrows breedeth bankrupt sorrow: O squander not this breath that Heaven hath lent thee; Make not too sure another breath to borrow.

You may go over the world and you will find that every form of religion which has breathed upon this earth has degraded woman.

Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light…And let it breathe.

You can’t have it both ways. You can’t tell me that you’re taxed enough already, and that you want constitutional government and then in the next breath say, ‘Bring me home some bacon.’ The pig has been picked clean.

Happiness, at my age, is breathing