“Her eyes shone with the radiance of vibrant life reflecting the blossoms of her heart.”

Let go and release the burden on the mind and let the mind freely flow with life.

Don’t chase what brings anxiety in the equation of your life.

I bring clarity within my soul, by respecting my energy and understand what needs my focus.

Pledge yourself to let go of the versions of yourself that no longer serve the purpose of being grateful or humane.

With each passing moment of life, we learn lesson, but it is upto us to affirm and grow from that.

I will not let my grief or anxiety, rob me of compassion or kindness.

The darkest darksome moments of life, showcase the illuminating rays of healing.

Morbid ravens of the world, feed on the veins and light of goodness, untill nothing remains except damaging void.

Hope blooms in the bones and heartbeats of souls, that have been buried with bitter roots to expand with greatness.

Journal the consciousness of spirits, which portray the internal storms of life, with calmess and solitude.

The on and off of being rude and polite causes havoc with the mind, soul and spirit, let’s be kind in a cruel world.

Degrading oneself would only kill the warrior within, it was time to hold the negativity accountable but in a loving manner.

She believed, there were always 3 sides to the coin, each with it’s own purpose and need.

Inner work is crucial, it helps to understand the difference between being on own and being lonely despite the crowd.

Loving takes strength, so let’s love ourselves first before showering the scent throughout the world.

One day the heart will realize how the words hurt her, that she silently stopped existing instead of feeling broken up.

If my eyes could show my soul,everyone would cry when they saw me smile.

Sometimes life is easier when you intentionally choose not to understand the meaning behind, when you try to look away from what’s apparent to the eyes of the mind.

I don’t make music for eyes. I make music for ears.

I close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.

I am still looking for a soft heart in the eyes of a someone. A wild and innocent soul. Always breathless to take in a new horizon. Someone who is waiting to drive into the night and wants me to join them.

Every day is a holiday: you open your eyes, and you realize that you are alive, and this is already a great start, because you might not have woken up.

It’s you that found me years ago, with those shattered eyes beneath lies.

The spark in her eyes, the tone of her voice, and the feel of her touch. I love’em all.