“You don’t hold place for everyone’s shit.”

You are never, under any circumstance, responsible for the abusive actions of another.

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.

Be gentle with your heart.

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.

Don’t ask to hold my hand if you can’t handle the weight it carries.

Just hold me please,” she replied. I’d hold her forever if I could.

And I saw forever in your eyes ‘til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.

I know this because I understand now what love really feels like. The kind that consumes you. Love holds the power to break you. It holds the power to complete you.

Let’s hold hands until the stars drown.

I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.

With Woods arms wrapped around me and the beat of his heart pressed against my chest, I knew he would hold me steady. If I ever fell, I’d have him to catch me.

Don’t. Please, just let me hold you a little bit longer,” he mumbled into my hair