Your Soul is a River

Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.

Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.

she was the kind of girl who was a chaos of contradictions from one second to the next, for her mind was never free.

Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.

what a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you

You And first, before him and before her and before them there was you. Never forget that.

Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.

Fathers, do not let your sons forget Do not let your sons forget where their essence was just formed, when their bodies were most vulnerable, they were protected by the womb of a woman. If they ever call all women weak, remind them of the strength of their mother who pulled her whole body apart to give theirs a home.

The last time you kiss someone does not have to feel like you are losing them in a war.

CONTROL You carry both lightning and thunder in that space between your bones and soul. Become the storm you are hiding from; a hurricane does not run from the rain.

THE EARTH AND THE OCEAN I wonder if the earth ever heard the ocean cry for the people she lost when they drowned inside her depths.

All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.

And what if I told you that every part of you comes from every star you ever saw in the night sky?

EVOLUTION Our whole universe is constantly evolving. Entire stars disappear and new ones take their place. From the bones of one planet, another is born. Whole constellations disappear in the blink of an eye leaving just stardust in their wake. What makes you believe that your soul’s journey, your soul’s evolution will be any less painless?

MOTHER EARTH The earth grew you limb by limb within her womb. You owe it to her not to turn her body into a tomb.

TOUGH You don't have to prove to anyone just how tough you are. You are still here, and you are still alive despite all of life's storms and tornados and hurricanes. You have weathered them all like a grand old oak tree, and you are still here. You are still alive. And if that isn't tough, I don't know what is.