“We cannot save people. But we can love them. And this is the highest expression of our essence.”

Sometimes we are afraid to let go of our story and our pain because we don’t know who we are without it.

Sometimes it’s the people who have the most baggage that become the most attentive and committed partners.

Everybody comes into a relationship with baggage. We can either trip over each other’s stuff, or unpack it together.

Chasing unavailable people is self abandonment.

You do not have to be perfect to create healthy love, you just have to be willing.

It’s okay to let go of anyone who doesn’t hold you in your highest light.

The hallmark of secure attachment is being able to remain connected to yourself while also being connected to others.

Do not cling to what isn’t meant for you.

You don’t have to act on every thought and feeling you have.

It’s not your job to save people from their feelings.

Heartbreak does not have to be a meaningless experience. For many, it is a spiritual catalyst – a pathway to awakening to ones deepest desires for love, purpose and connection.

You are not separate from love, love is all that you are.

Feelings don’t have to make sense to be valid.

Heartbreak does not have to be a meaningless experience. For many, it is a spiritual catalyst – a pathway to awakening to ones deepest desires for love, purpose and connection.

Some of us are here to be the change-makers in our family system. We’re here to end generational trauma and start passing down love, instead of pain.

You are not responsible for carrying the pain, trauma, or shame of your mother and father. Release yourself from carrying what was never yours to carry.

Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.

It is God who is the ultimate reason things, and the Knowledge of God is no less the beginning of science than his essence and will are the beginning of things.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

Music, at its essence, is what gives us memories. And the longer a song has existed in our lives, the more memories we have of it.

When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced.

The essential doesn’t change.

Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.

I learned that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back – that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a one way street, isn’t it?