When our uniqueness is celebrated and connected, it suddenly becomes something far greater than its individual truth: A color wheel of possibility.

In the space of each moment, I’ll think of you.In the space of stillness, I’ll hear your heartbeat.In the space of now, I’ll see your loving smile.It’s not our task to fight this journey, But to surrender to its learning,Much like our parents And grandparents have done,Long before you were mine, Long before our time.In the space of each moment, you’ll find me.Patiently waiting for you, Waiting for you,Until you’re ready to be mine.

Questions are stories within a shorter context.

How am I consciously adding more chaos to my daily life through my good intentions?

For it is often through the gift of becoming undone, being in a situation that’s way over our heads, that we can understand our life’s purpose the clearest, especially how we can use our individuality to mend our undoing through a vision that better matches the potential of Higher Self.

For it is often through the gift of becoming undone, being in a situation that’s way over our heads, that we can understand our life’s purpose the clearest, especially how we can use our individuality to mend our undoing through a vision that better matches the potential of our Higher Self.

We mature not by years, but by stories…" from Cinderella In Focus:Cindy's Secret