Sometimes writing is like playing with fire… like trying to tame an uncontrollable beast.

Give all of life’s oxygen to the fire that is your soul.

Time unfolds beauty, wonder, and mystery to reveal the auspicious tapestry of life.

A great snow is the calm death of struggle and the transformative birth of life.

Some days you live in pajamas, and your hair kind-of has that Albert Einstein look.

I want to lay under the blanket of sky and laugh while the stars wink and we write our story.

Walk in truth. Leave footprints of honesty.

The best stories are like the best burgers: big, juicy, and messy.

Surround yourself with those conducive to you being your highest self.