there she was, so full of delicious colors, impossible not to look at, impossible not to love...so profoundly aligned into my being, with this radiance of beauty so powerful and warming, that even after she left, my world still glowed in her afterglow

remember, some souls are purely magical, others are just the mystifying reflections of the real thing

love is the way across life. love is your crossing. love is the bridge that connects you to the only thing that matters

love what is before you, and you will find happily ever after

every wave says aloha as it kisses the beach...and the beach says aloha to every wave as it returns to the sea

the evils of ego devour the soul with darkness, destroy all hope, and eat away at any chance of experiencing the pure beauty of a glowing, unspoiled love