“I meditate I sit and wait I let my soul.”

It is just as they said it would be great, and terrible, and on occasion, terribly great. (life)

Let yourself breathe. Let yourself grow. Give all your petals permission to unfold.

How to be a poet – call yourself one and pick up a pen.

Can we be who we are and who we are born to be and can we let everything else go?

Time is a funny thing- Flies fast, though constant it slows near large objects, black holes, and you.

Give less shits give more self love.

Are you using your device or is the device using you? You, using using using using devices using you.

Part human and part ocean. A woman who must transform, a woman and a thunderstorm.

The things that I fear have no power here as I stand on this altar with you, my dear.

And here, on the edge I look below where there are so many many unknowns.

Caterpillars must grow- destroy what it is you think you know.

Don’t stall find yourself in the free fall.

Worry is a wasteful thing eating up moments that could taste sweet.

Surrender, dear- There are so many, many things you will only find if you let go of your fears.

Risk being seen for all that you are including those parts that you call scars.

Breathing dreams like air.

I find meditative partnership with my horse, being one with another being is such as exhilarating experience

Learn to be silent. Let your quiet mind listen and absorb.

Meditation is a vital practice to access conscious contact with your highest self.

Yoga is a great thing and meditation is also great to get connected to yourself more.

My whole teaching consists of two words, meditation and love.

A free man thinks of nothing less than of death, and his wisdom is a meditation, not on death, but on life.

My meditation is simple. It does not require any complex practices. It is simple. It is singing. It is dancing. It is sitting silently.

Meditate so that you can feel immense silence, and love so that your life can become a song, a dance, a celebration.