My true vocation lies in living each day to its fullest, to experience all the joys, pain, trials and victories life has to offer.
To dream is to plant the seeds of adventure and sorrow, but to live you must harvest the fruits of each with sweat, toil and tears.
A fool for love shows wisdom no sage can match. To live a dream simply requires you allow yourself to take the chance and let go
of the rail, for a safe life is one not truly lived.
Each disappointment, each sorrow, each wound to the heart enriches the soil of experience and is the fertilizer of life itself
Pain is the affirmation of life well-lived, for it sweetens the taste of each joy, enhances the sensitivity of the soul and
punctuates the dull moments to imprint life itself upon the heart and mind. The soul that bleeds knows life, the painless heart
passes silently and alone.
Joy is simple, and is found everywhere if we just let go of preconceptions and allow ourselves to see it, to hear it, to feel it.
Betrayal is sibling to Trust and Truth and it is a tangled game they play. The only real betrayal is forgetting yourself and
failing to follow what your heart knows is true.
Beauty surrounds us and envelopes us and fills us. Storms stir and enrich the seas and nourish the land, fires renew the soil, and
even death makes way for life anew.
There is no failure so long as we continue to try. Mistakes are opportunites for growth. Each scar is as much a part of our being
as each success and joy.
The promise of life sustains me, the promise of a love not yet realized, the promise of what next life has to offer will forever
nourish my soul until my flesh fails me.
All those I have ever met, all those I will meet one day, all the dreams, each and every memory. Those are always with me and
ensure I will never be alone no matter how far away I find myself.
