You belong in the life of your dreams. And you don't belong anywhere else.

You could wait for the world to invite you to the banquet and the ball. Or you could just show up in your red dress and your headdress ready to boogie.

Transformation of any kind always exacts a holy tussle. The newborn butterfly struggles to open its wings so it can conjure up the strength to fly. So, too, with artists, inventors, mystics, and entrepreneurs.

WIth both trepidation and relief, I abandoned pragmatism in favor of magnetism.

You belong in the life of your dreams. And you don't belong anywhere else.

When you're in transition, you will need to find a different kind of security. It's not one of labels, guarantees or bank balances. It's guidance - the directions of your own inner voice. Moment by moment you know what to do. You are safer than ever before.

Your talents are worth your devotion. Stop saying you don't have time or it might not make money. Your talents are another form of oxygen you need to breathe in this lifetime.