“I am a island – I am an island so large that though I live here, I know it not.”

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.

I meditate I sit and wait I let my soul.

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.

Not unafraid, but moving a tiny bravery is a large one always always always this.

When you stop chasing a butterfly, it may land. This is a lot like love.

When anger rises up I let it breathe. A fire burns out, eventually.

Heartbroken over a love that didn’t even exist.

You showed me that true love exists.

When everyone that exists right now becomes history packed into the soil and stars I wonder what they will learn about us.

She was the freedom of his existence that rushed in like tsunami, that ignited his breaths into calm.

Moon and stars are what my dark sky has felt but with the story love of his existence.

Moon and stars are what my dark sky has felt but with the story love of his existence.

I can see the sun, but even if I cannot see the sun, I know that it exists. And to know that the sun is there – that is living.

When I stopped believing in love, the universe sent you to remind me that love, true love, does exist, even for me.