Poetic

There are times to lean in and there are times to lean on.

We are more vulnerable than we ever thought, but we are stronger than we ever imagined.

The universe may seem like a lonely place sometimes, but there are as many you's as there are stars in the sky. Maybe one of them will step up at the right time and tell you what to make of it all.

You are my other self. We are one. I am another yourself. The Mayans just had a more beautiful way of saying we're all in this together.

Do not go where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path, but leave a trail.

There is always something left to love.

May the source of strength, who blessed the ones before us, help us find the courage to make our lives a blessing.

This life is yours to fill. Nobody will taste it but you, so you should only be looking to fill it with those tasty bites you want to savor.

If you are lucky, you will never lose the sensation of terror that precedes discovery, nor the delight that follows.

There will be blind alleys and one-night wonders and soul-crushing jobs and wake-up calls and crises of confidence and moments of transcendence when you are walking down the street and someone will thank you for telling your story because it resonated with their own.

And did you get what you wanted out of life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved. To feel beloved on the earth.

Knowing who you are is the compass that will help guide you to unexpected opportunity or when a setback blows your way. Knowing who you are is the centerboard that will help steady you when you're afraid you may capsize.