“Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.”

You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.

Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.

It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.

Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.

Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.

Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.

Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.

Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.

Sometimes she pleaded with life, only to find out that she was begging for her very essence; for she is life itself.

Every moment of presence is a moment of soul; the portal in which true tales are told and hearts desires unfold.

I love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.

Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.

I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.

She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.

The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.

Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.

Your presence is poetic, mysterious and deep. If you don’t mind I’d like to read you; uncover the dirty secrets hidden within your pages and fill that missing space between your sheets.

Protect your heart and soul from the anxious lies of your thoughts. Stay in the light, stay in the truth.

Freedom is a rare and delicate plant. Our minds tell us, and history confirms, that the great threat to freedom is the concentration of power.

I wouldn’t mind living with someone forever. I don’t really want to get married. I don’t see any reason for it. And yet I’m so romantic that every time I think I meet someone I want to live with them forever and ever.

The path to the Truth is a labour of the heart, not of the head. Make your heart your primary guide! Not your mind. Meet, challenge and ultimately prevail over your nafs with your heart. Knowing your ego will lead you to the knowledge of God.

Thou didst, in strains of eloquence refin’d, Inflame the soul, and captivate the mind.

Bees and butterflies in my belly with you on my mind they chase each other around.

Fear lives in the mind of doubt. Courage lives in the minds of those who dream.