“Behind every dark cloud there is an every-shining sun. Just wait. In time, the cloud will pass.”

Our triumph over sorrow is not that we can avoid it but that we can endure it. And therein lies our hope; that in spirit we might become bigger than the problems we face.

You can live your life out of a circumstance or you can live your life out of a vision.

Every act of kindness on your part is a boost to your own immune system.

Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.

Ego says, “Once everything falls into place, I’ll feel peace”. Spirit says, “Find your peace, and then everything will fall into place”.

Until we have met the monsters in ourselves, we keep trying to slay them in the outer world. And we find that we cannot. For all darkness in the world stems from darkness in the heart. And it is there that we must do our work.

We don’t reach the light through endless analysis of the dark. We reach the light by choosing the light.

We were all born carrying a promise — a promise to make the world better — and there’s a yearning to make good on that promise that none of us can suppress forever.

We are not held back by the love we didn’t receive in the past, but by the love we’re not extending in the present.

Once you know that every moment and every person and every situation has something to teach you, you’re a student all day. You know it’s the depth of your observation that is the issue – not how much the world has to show you.

Carrying the past in to the present, we program the future to continue the past. Letting go the past in the present, we free the future to be something else.

Any situation that pushes our buttons is a situation where we don’t yet have the capacity to be unconditionally loving.

Withholding love is a form of self-sabotage, as what we withhold from others we are withholding from ourselves.

Life is a book that never ends. Chapters close, but not the book itself. The end of one physical incarnation is like the end of a chapter, on some level setting up the beginning of another.

We do not heal the past by dwelling there. We heal the past by living in the present.

When a woman rises up in glory, her energy is magnetic and her sense of possibility contagious.

We have to embrace our darkest thoughts to become light again.

There’s always a glimmer in eyes that have been through the dark.

And the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows where we used to meet.

And all this aching memories of you are floating through my burning veins; letting my scars glow in a dark blue reflecting the colour of your weary eyes.

She’ll find peace in the solitude, in the depths of the well. The darkness alludes to how far she fell. And perhaps, the view is better from way down afar, It keeps the water still In her reservoir.

I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.

When I met my darkness clouds | swirled the night sky | refracted light danced in the wild eyes | freedom came for me.

Accept the darkness before you expect the sun to shine.