Perhaps the most liberating moment in my life was when I realized that my self-loathing was not a product of my inadequacy but, rather, a product of my thoughts.
A healer is someone who seeks to be the light that she wishes she had in her darkest moments.
A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.
Only love that continues to flow in the face of anger, blame, and indifference can be called love. All else is simply a transaction.
I cannot be broken. I cannot be killed. I cannot fail. This is my identity. This is my core. I am infinite. I am permanent. I am unbreakable.
The mind, just like the body, becomes exactly what it is fed. While the body is nourished by food, the mind is nourished by thoughts.
Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.
Love is not the opposite of power. Love IS power. Love is the strongest power there is.
I only accept your mistakes and flaws to the degree that I accept my own.
We all dream of being exactly what we are – powerful, beautiful, and worthy.