If You Can't See Anything Beautiful About

I Will Love Myself Despite The Ease With Which I Lean Toward The Opposite.

I Sit Before Flowers Hoping They Will Train Me In The Art Of Opening Up I Stand On Mountain Tops Believing That Avalanches Will Teach Me To Let Go I Know Nothing But I Am Here To Learn.

This Is My Voice. There Are Many Like It, But This One Is Mine.

I Accept That Today May Be Imperfect... I Accept That I May Be As Well. What I Don't Accept Is That Imperfection Should Be The Crutch I Use To Excuse Myself From Participating In Joy.

If Your Heart Is Broken, Make Art With The Pieces.