In the garden of your days cultivate festivity, play and celebrations.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
A life rooted deeply lives and grows in memory.
Tonight, late, when I’m still not done with the day but must comply with sleep, I can whisper, “There was done a little good today. Today I changed myself and the world, just a little. And yes, I loved.” Most days, that is enough.
Forgiveness is really a gift to yourself – have the compassion to forgive others, and the courage to forgive yourself.
The well-timed question is more impacting than an answer.
Work as smart as you are able.
Who were you before you put yourself last.
Yes! it takes courage to act upon your dreams.
Weariness comes, on some days, from lack of service to self.
In the quiet of this day may you know the greatness of your spirit and may your hopes fly on the wings of possibility.
See stars in the changing season and dance among them, shining.
The most important promises are the ones we make to ourselves. The promises we make to ourselves are the things that assure us we have the capacity to keep our promises to others.
One bold inspiration choreographs a dance with promise.
Judgment is discernment on a bad hair day.
Judgment and weariness are foes to service and generosity.
One movement toward light becomes a clear signpost on a long road.
It takes discipline and compassion to awaken the divine in ourselves long enough to recognize the divine in another.
Just because it’s true, I say as often as I can in as many ways as I can form, “I sure love you.”
Consistent physical structures can allow unbounded intuitive clarity.