Do whatever it takes to feel powerful from the inside out. To feel in control. To feel that I happen to things. Decide that I and only I am responsible for my feelings, my emotions, and ultimately, my life. Every single piece.

So I ask myself the question, If I loved myself, truly and deeply, what would I do? I love this question. There is no threat, no right or wrong answer, only an invitation to my truth in this present moment. The answer is simple: I’d commit to the practice. And I would also share the next thing I’ve learned, which is, don’t let yourself coast when

But if anything must shatter, it should be my ego. It keeps me from being real. It keeps me from accepting the help that life offers. I call and fill him in on it.

Fighting fear doesn’t work. It just drags us in closer. One has to focus on what is real. On the truth. When in darkness, don’t fight it. You can’t win. Just find the nearest switch, turn on the light.

But I can’t erase the past, only learn from it. It’s okay. Applying what I know makes the present and the future a beautiful place to be.

When you breathe in light and breathe out gratitude, it leaves no space for darkness. Do this enough and eventually, this loop starts to run on its own. That’s where you want to be: where love and gratitude are natural expressions of each breath. It’s beautiful to experience.

Fear, when used properly, is a useful tool. It serves us well when near a blazing inferno or standing at the edge of a cliff. But outside of this, it highjacks the mind. To the point where it’s difficult to distinguish the mind and our thoughts from fear itself. So, these tools, like light switches, exist. When fear arises, remember that it is a

When I get home, before I go inside, I pause and realize something. The love, it doesn’t have to necessarily be for another, does it? Love is an emotion, love is a feeling, love is a way of being.

The solution is to create new grooves so powerful that even if old patterns emerge, they are weakened. They don’t last long. And the new grooves make sure you don’t stick that damn needle in.