Forget about being impressive and commit to being real.

Laying on the floor and listening to music might be all the therapy that you need.

You can only do what ONLY YOU can do. Do that. The universe will configure around your very best efforts. Willingly.

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

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

There is nothing as easy as being inspired.

I can't help you. Not really. I can only show up with a bright heart and hope that I get you at the right micro-moment with the perfect dose of light that helps you see what you already know.