It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.

I'm not afraid of the opinions of others - but of being needed and coming up short.

The abyss you stare into and that stares back at you is your reflection in the mirror - we all have it - that shadow self - that dark heart.

Ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know.

It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.

I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.

Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond: Not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed.