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

The moment I am sure that I know is also the moment I cease to grow.

I beg my heart to ask- why not me? A woman and a leader. A writer and a healer.

Let the weight fall all there is to do is be here at all.

I wonder how deep true love can go when you water it daily and let it grow.

My desire for connection is stronger than my desire for perfection.

My heart beats for me, always has, but it waits for you.

The present is a present. Do you open it – or just wish it locked different?

Whatever the weather- the rain, snow or whatever we weather it together.

It is my job to be free – who else’s could it be?

No need to erase no need to explain. The beauty is in the change.

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?

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.

Depression is being colorblind and constantly told how colorful the world is.

Something in me is constantly at unrest.

In this world of inconsistency, He is a constant blessing.

There are ocean waves inside these veins – constantly pulling me to you.

Through every generation of the human race there has been a constant war, a war with fear.

This pandemic has felt like a constant battle between grief and gratitude.

No matter how long we’re here. Life is constant and complicated at times. I’ve changed drastically in the last couple of years and I’m still changing and that’s okay.

Focus on every opportunity of life that’s constantly aligning everything for you through your visions and inner state of being.