Birthing is never easy or without pain, be it a universe, a child, or a fresh start in life. Contraction precedes expansion. Darkness comes before dawn. Joy follows pain. This is the way of things.

Beneath the rust and grime which dulls the shine of our weathered hearts, joy patiently waits to be rediscovered

Beautiful are those whose brokenness gives birth to transformation and wisdom.

Within every heart's Winter sleeps the promise of Spring.

No matter how dark your night, my friend, may you always find enough light to take the next step.

I'm a pusher dealing hope, at the intersection of Desire and Despair.

You’ll never have control over other people's decisions, or what cards life deals you. Your power lies in the choosing of your response. That is the one thing you can control.

Who was it that hurt you,stole light out of your eyes?Cut a hole in your heartand let the love drain dry?Who was so damn careless,to leave you with such scars?Where will you find healing?Right here, within my arms.

My heart had been a darkened room for so very long, but then you found the light switch.