It can't always be a honeymoon

My parents gave up a lot to bring me up in the little house on the prairie, and I wasn't prepared to make those sacrifices, nor was the generation before me and the generation after.

Learn to trust your instincts. Only something dead goes with the tide. Only something living can go against it.

When he was born, I looked at my little boy and felt an unconditional love I never knew was inside me. As he grew, and I watched him stagger about, squeak his first words, and turn into a beautiful little boy, that feeling did not change.

My parents have been dead for many years, and when your folks are gone there is nobody standing between you and eternity.

I have found having my dad as my North Star has worked well for me.

The dream we are living has absolutely no purpose other than our awakening.