“Through the haze, I am journeying. To the light, I am clinging.”

I am only confined by the walls I allow.

In an open sky, I stand alone and for once, that does not scare me.

Will I ever rise above the shackles of my mundane reality? I know I could fly as high as dreams.

I acknowledge that struggling and failing are different; I am made stronger through my struggles.

If hope is the shape of the sun, I wish always to stay where she shines.

More often than I am not, all I need is the rise of my own lungs – I am already complete.

Maybe self-care is choosing to be your own kind of lovely.

I’ve stopped trying to make sense of the sunset.  There is beauty in resting, there is strength in letting go.

I have to believe that ahead of me are entire adventures waiting to be lived, for the sun hasn’t abandoned me yet.

I am finding the courage to breathe as I am.

And when the sun smiles its brightest, I become a golden soul.

On the days that I drown deep in the rain, I must remember that it, too, will help me grow closer to the sun.

Today will end and another day will come – I can’t bend time into softer motions all I can do is live.

I will breathe because I must, but I will smile because I’m living.

I am capable of loving myself the way I deserve.

I am choosing to create space in my mind for peace.

The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can’t be organized or regulated. It isn’t true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.

Our journey is about being more deeply involved in Life and yet less attached to it.

Cosmic humor, especially about your own predicament, is an important part of your journey.

For me, becoming isn’t about arriving somewhere or achieving a certain aim. I see it instead as forward motion, a means of evolving, a way to reach continuously toward a better self. The journey doesn’t end.

We should always have three friends in our lives-one who walks ahead who we look up to and follow; one who walks beside us, who is with us every step of our journey; and then, one who we reach back for and bring along after we’ve cleared the way.

If you have a dream you gotta go on a journey to fulfill that dream.

End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.

The length of the journey has to be borne with, for every moment is necessary.