“In seeing wounds heal, I saw a body that loved itself enough to not let it hurt forever. And I learned. – my body knew self love before I did.”

And when it feels too heavy to go on being you, lose a bit of yourself in me.

There it was: a few friends, laughter, and the safest place on earth.

We must believe in dawns, even when we don’t see the sun.

I had all the reasons to love him. He gave me reasons to love myself. Thats when you know.

When it is darkest is when you must shine.

We all have a song, a place, and a person. – The unforgettable.

Sometimes strangers feel like home too.

We’ve never understood the hate you fear in us. Our love makes protests feel like celebrations.

Let’s close our eyes and chase the dreams the world insists are out of reach.

You’re an artist. Beauty grows in you.

Who will we be when we have healed?

There are too many love songs, and they all sing about you.

Go where you just don’t know. That’s where the magic happens.

But people also leave when your love for them outgrows their love for themselves.

How many times have you reached an end of a story, only to find it was the turn of a page?

You didn’t break my heart, I did. It was the only way to let you out of it.

Owning your curves means being confident – actually being confident – in your own skin. Growing up was tricky for me, it was so hard to shop with all of my friends and not being able to fit into the tiny clothes they were wearing.

We communicate all the time, even when we don’t realize it. Be aware of body language.

My happy thoughts help create my healthy body.

Be happy in your body. It’s the only one you’ve got, so you might as well like it.

To change the printout of the body, you must learn to rewrite the software of the mind.

Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted. Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.

I am willing to learn how to take good care of my body.

Peace is when I am cuddled up in a snug wool blanket with a hot coffee in hand without worry in mind, so I can dream about red sunsets and the scent of warm, sun kissed bodies.