“Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.”
— Maya Angelou
I do not show this skin for you. I show myself to know myself. I show it for the earth from which I came. My prayer is for you to do the same.
— Ayla Nereo

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice —
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
”Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voice behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do —
determined to save
the only life that you could save.



Mary Oliver
The Journey
“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”
— Martin Luther King Jr.
“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style”
— Maya Angelou
“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection”
— Buddha
Just do you (somebody’s got to be your star)
Just do you (somebody’s got to raise the bar)
Just do you (somebody’s got to change the game)
Just do you (today)
If you create the game then you create the rules
And if you just be you
There’s no way you can lose
There’s a story waiting for you to write it
There’s a treasure waiting for you to find it
There’s a picture waiting for you to paint it
There’s a dollar waiting for you to make it
— India Arie
The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

— Jellaludin Rumi,