“You have not seen power until you have witnessed a soft thing unleash fire from her eyes.”

What sinks carves path for what’s meant to rise – what is buried gives way to new life.

Love lost itself in a shipwreck of two rocky souls unable to love the oceans in themselves.

I’ll plant roses in my bones as a reminder to continue watering myself.

The act of entering someone’s heart should never lock you outside of your own.

Love used to taste like you- but liberation tastes sweeter. Because it tastes like me.

There’s power in choosing to be loved.

Oh how the universe wants me to learn, Unlearn, You.

There is nothing more divine than the way you root into your soul and grow far beyond what tries to contain you.

It’s the willingness to break open, to let go of all you have learned to hold that keeps you whole.

Stop asking the person who hurt you to give you permission to move on.

If you stop seeing so hard maybe you’ll see yourself clearly.

Never let your love for them make you lose yourself.

Go as hard for yourself as you do for other people.

The dreams and desires you have are seeds the universe plants in hopes you’ll latch on and expand.

Let your heart mend the wounds that your mind doesn’t have the strength to heal.

Poisoned food will look like nourishment to someone who is starving. The same principle applies to abusive relationships.

It is a waste of energy to be angry with a man who behaves badly, just as it is to be angry with a car that won’t go.

Let go of anger let go of frustration; Let go of anything that resembles eternal damnation.

Frightened people become angry people – as history teaches us again and again.

Me in 2019: “I’m tired and angry, but somebody should be.” Me in 2021: “I’m tired.”

He who is not angry when there is just cause for anger is immoral. Why? because anger looks to the good of justice. And if you could live amid injustice without anger, you are immoral as well as unjust.

A gun is no more dangerous than a cricket bat in the hands of a madman.

Sometimes the angry sky rages before the bellowing tears spill.

The heart is a beautiful garden that needs to be regularly cleaned of weeds, i.e. forgiving those who made you angry. This makes room for really good things.