Expect your prayers to be answered in wondrous ways. “Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth. “Despite the forecast, live like its spring.” – Lilly Pulitzer As other girls prayed for handsomeness in a lover, or for wealthy, or for power, or for poetry, she had prayed fervently: let him be kind.” – Anais Nin What helps you rise.” – Victoria Erickson “She puzzled the mystery of her desperate need of kindness. Wait for nothing less than what steals your breath. they’d receive your primal howls, your secrets, your dreams and shifting tides. Just as strong, just as steady, illuminating changes and seas and blooming flowers and summer nights. “Wait for someone who could be the moon for you. “You call me ‘sister’ not because you are my blood but because you understand the kind of tragedies we both have endured to come back into loving ourselves again and again”. “A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.” – Kurt Vonnegud ‘We rewrite the definition of brave and it is this: love again, love again, love again.” – Foresa Latif “This morning – with her, having coffee.” Johnny Cash when asked for his description of paradise. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.” – Bukowski For if we cant learn to be kinder to each other how will we ever learn to be kinder to the most desperate parts of ourselves.’ – Rupi Kaur “There is no charm equal to tenderness of the heart.” – Jane Austen Soak our limbs in it and become better lovers to the world. And for the pains it cant there will always be my mother’s arms. Learning mint chocolate chip ice cream will fix just about everything. It has been the year of hurting so bad but living so good. I learned vulnerability is always the right choice because it is easy to be cold in a world that makes it so very difficult to remain soft. “It has been one of the greatest and most difficult years of my life. More humility in their feet.’ -Nayyirah Waheed
More women in their hearts than on their hands. ‘I want more men with flowers falling from their skin. You think, How can a body withstand this? When grief weights you like your own flesh When grief sits with you, its tropical heart I believe while I tremble I trust while I weep. I believe that this life is not all neither the beginning nor the end. “I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. We have been created in order to love and be loved.” – Mother Teresa “We must know that we have been created for greater things, not just to be a number in the world, not just to go for diplomas and degrees this work and that work. Its quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.” – Rumi “Don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” – Neil Gaiman I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. “I and me are always too deep in conversation.” – Nietzsche “May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.” – Sylvia Platt I’m learning to soften into the in-betweens, to be content with the not knowing, to innately understand when its fine to stop all of the reaching for a bit and just be and believe.” – V.
“There’s always a few moments at dusk when the sky sheds purple and the world seems to exhale out the day. I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.” – Anne Sexton “We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us.” – Bukowski ‘Everything is blossoming most recklessly if there were voices instead of colors there would be an unbelievable shrieking in the heart of the night.” – Rainer Maria Rilke ‘She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.” – Lord Byron ‘Her hair was long, Her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.” – John Keats
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