“I am in transition between who I was, who I am, who I want to become what I left behind and where I am looking ahead.”

Golden bracelets, diamonds and rare blue pearls. New gadgets and sparkling shoes, Things I do not own left languishing in the wooden drawer I do not have. I am too busy walking in parks admiring the city from afar and mesmerising dancing trees.

You touched a piece of my soul with your mind. A piece I didn’t know my body carried, the one that makes me feel alive the most.

Don’t mind me if I look at the ground today. My eyes are carrying the tears that kept the night awake.

You gave me a sense of peace, I thought I never deserved to give myself.

My loneliness envies company. I searched for it for years, a specific kind of love. We all dream of something perfect though could find something so much more beautiful.

When I lost hope, hope came and found me, when I stopped believing in faith, faith believed in me.

I am in transition between who I was, who I am, who I want to become what I left behind and where I am looking ahead.

Can I doubt the shape of the earth? Can I judge a minute for lasting sixty seconds, a day for being grey or cold and leaves for falling from trees? Can I speak too loud when I am angry or stay quiet when I disagree? Can I forget about the norms and make some of my own?

Though I kept missing you every day, I missed myself more when I wasn’t alone and finding my soul again was the most beautiful feeling I’ve ever felt.

Is it the obstacles that stop us from blossoming among our scariest worries or is it the fears themselves?

You taught me how to be kind, generous, honest, truthful, trustworthy, authentic, by simply being yourself.

You made my non-existent perfect fall apart and unfold gently in the arms of your pure acceptance. Imperfections that became alive, then anything that’s ever been known as beautiful.

Can I doubt the shape of the earth? Can I judge a minute for lasting sixty seconds, a day for being grey or cold and leaves for falling from trees? Can I speak too loud when I am angry or stay quiet when I disagree? Can I forget about the norms and make some of my own?

When I lost hope, hope came and found me, when I stopped believing in faith, faith believed in me.

You grow stronger after heartbreak like the pouring rain nourishes trees, flowers, the earth, instead of making them drown. Like painful tears make your heart stronger after every drop.

When we lose a piece of love we were holding so close to our heart and our soul for so long. We sometimes wonder if it will return the same or differently or has it fallen beneath the settling of our past.

Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.

Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present.

I really do live for the future, because when I’m eating a box of candy, I can’t wait to taste the last piece.

Leave the Irreparable Past in His hands, and step out into the Irresistible Future with Him.

Every time you are tempted to react in the same old way, ask if you want to be a prisoner of the past or a pioneer of the future.

The evolution of one’s own soul is a process. It’s not a quick fix. It’s not a five-day workshop. It’s a lifetime process where we let go, discover and then allow for futures to come into existence.

In the future, everybody will be world famous for fifteen minutes.

Nobody owes anybody anything; it’s up to each individual to set high standards for himself or herself, and to set about working hard and creating a solid future.