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

People magazine with a bag of sour cream and onion chips always makes be feel a bit trashy. But good trashy.

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

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

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.

Surprise your doubts with action.

Forget about being impressive and commit to being real.