Consider that you radiate. At all times. Consider that what you’re feeling right now is rippling outward into a field of is-ness that anyone can dip their oar into. You are felt. You are heard. You are seen. If you were not here, the world would be different. Because of your presence, the universe is expanding.

You will fail. At some point. More than once. Guaranteed. Proceed anyway.

It’s a great privilege to dream.

I know how to go, go, go. Stopping, I've learned is the stuff of mastery.

Someone you haven't met yet is already dreaming of adoring you.

In my experience, if you steer clear of dogma and muster up more love than you thought you had to give, then your vitality increases, satisfaction sets in, sweetness surfaces. I believe in the creative power of good feelings. I'm convinced that the desire to be real is everyone's divine imperative.

When you put your preferences on the altar of your life and say: THIS. THIS is what compels me. The real you emerges.