Love is healing. Love is comforting. Love is holy. Food can be all those things, too.

Eventually cancer becomes just another annoying thing that you deal with, you know, like cellulite.

The fact is, we need help, and we need each other.

My mom always said I liked to stir the pot with a glittering spoon.

We always have the potential to rise. Rise out of our slump. Rise out of our negative thoughts. Rise out of our comfort zone. Rise out of our complaints. GET UP AND RISE. Rising is a choice that's one powerful thought away.

Find your bliss and your joy, know that you are a white light disco ball with no ceilings and no limitations.

It’s not about finding your voice, it’s about giving yourself permission to use your voice.