Happiness is like rising bubbles -- delightful and inevitably fleeting. Joy is the oxygen -- ever present.

Passionately protest mediocrity.

If you try to keep your most sacred ambitions off of your weekly calendar and your most genuine traits off of your resume, then you're missing out on the power of real integrity.

Eventually, you have to stop picking a fight with your true nature and decide to seek the joy that underlies it all.

We must have the daring to be nothing but ourselves if we are to know what true power is.

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

You always have access to your truth. You always have access to the divine feminine.