“Everyone needs to believe in something, but I don’t think that belief is something that can be taught. I believe in the pureness of dog’s souls and the unspoken bond between sisters. I believe that you have to leave a place in order to discover how much you love it. I believe in the stillness of a Saturday and I believe you don’t need to understand life in order to live it fully. Confusion is half the beauty, confusion is half the journey. I believe there are countless soul mates for every living person and I believe they are around every corner. At any given moment, I believe there are things at which to marvel at – a never ending stream of chances to fall in love with the world. Flowers bloom despite frost bitten stems and strangers smile despite the heartache in their lungs. I believe in dreams. I believe I am as free as I make my mind up to be. I believe there is no person or power that governs how I live. I believe that a person can base an entire religion around falling in love with being alive. The sun rises every morning and asks nothing of me in return; I could learn a lot from that single selfless gesture. ” Unknown
“Growing-up, you’ll be conditioned to think one way or another and be irreverent of your own humanity and that of others for a while; and hopefully sooner rather than later, you’ll unlearn all the bs, and come back full circle to rediscover the deep knowing you were born with. And proceed to live with a strong conviction that ultimately, only love and kindness endures, not illusions built by whatever crap you thought you needed to feel secure. And that you can only take with you the memories that were sustained by these most beautiful and gracious of human qualities. These are the only possessions that will stay faithful to protect you in this lifetime, and beyond.” Unknown
“Change is inevitable. Your personal and spiritual evolution will always be seen as a betrayal by those whose values you abandon. You have a right to change your values, beliefs and ideas. The discomfort you feel when you attempt to change is just the social control that surrounds you becoming more obvious and bearing down on you. There is nothing more spiritual than freedom and it is very spiritual to violate old beliefs for new values.” Unknown
“The most ironic quality about oppression is its muted paradox. It is a loud thunder in your heart, your mind, your actions, but a silent, long suffering. Most times, we are taught diplomacy is rewarded, and a few special times your blood boils. You are brave enough to throw daggers at those who pain you. This is what I believe in. I am not sweet, I am not tepid or bland. I am fire. You must confront oppression, of any source, no matter how small the injustice, by holding a mirror over everybody’s fucking face, even if the mirror is broken. Don’t fear a little blood. If you must, cut yourself in the shards of the reflection. Give a face to ugliness. Those who wrong you, must be acutely aware of their impression. This is not passion, or courage, it is simply an individual truth. If I hurt, if I suffer, I will ferociously roar and awake your unconsciousness.” Unknown
“There is no sentimentality here. We need dirt under our nails and smoke stiffening our hair. We need salt drying on our chests, and bramble snagged calves. We need to strip our fingers of rings and throw them into the lake. We must dedicate ourselves to our forty days in the wilderness rather than our five minutes of fame. Magic must become more savage if it is to have any meaning in the world, any power. Myths are not to be draped about poetry, they come from the very substance of the earth, this is the mask we must wear. Be fierce from this understanding taking root.” Unknown
“We habitually erect a barrier called blame that keeps us from communicating genuinely with others, and we fortify it with our concepts of who’s right and who’s wrong. We do that with the people who are closest to us and we do it with political systems, with all kinds of things that we don’t like about our associates or our society. It is a very common, ancient, well-perfected device for trying to feel better. Blame others…Blaming is a way to protect your heart, trying to protect what is soft and open and tender in yourself. Rather than own that pain, we scramble to find some comfortable ground.” Unknown
“When you are intimately aware of your own pain you recognise the pain in others, regardless of the mask it wears…anger, pride, fear…..you don’t hold anything against them because you know that underneath they are suffering, just as you have…and do. Let them be. Give them space. Recognise that you can’t change them. You can only allow the space for change to happen. Remain open. Welcome them into your peace over and over again. Give no thought to any words that came out of their mouths that were meant to hurt. That is the pain speaking. If you translate what is said through your heart and not your head, you can clearly see that all anyone asks of you, ever, is love.” Unknown
“The truth has a certain elegance and restraint to it. Sometimes it can be a little rough because truth doesn’t spend in any time in makeup as lies do. Lies require cosmetics and strategic lighting. Truth posses its own beauty without the need for artifice and produces its own light.” Unknown
“I could lose my mind here,
surrounded by quiet mountains
that seem to have a way of communicating
with one another
whenever I’m not looking.
I could lose my mind out here,
exploring every crevice of every mountain
the way I used to explore every crevice
of your neck.
I could really lose my mind out here, wandering for miles and miles
in search of something I thought I lost.
I could yell, scream, punch, run, and kick
and the mountains won’t do anything but stare back at me.
As if I’m a child again.
They’re trying to tell me something,
I know they are.
Their peace and their silence is lethal
to a busy mind like mine.
But maybe that’s what they’re trying to tell me. I breathe and breathe and breathe
and finally I drop to my knees and surrender.
The world is a gimmick.
When you look up at a mountain you feel so small.
When a mountain looks up at the moon it feels little, too.
We’re all connected.
I could honestly and truly lose my mind out here.
But to be very honest, I think that’s the point.”
what nature can teach us”
“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.” Unknown