You belong in the life of your dreams. And you don't belong anywhere else.

Run, run, run - with everything you have - into everything you are meant to be.

WIth both trepidation and relief, I abandoned pragmatism in favor of magnetism.

It doesn't matter how you begin. Just jump in. Get moving.

Give three hundred seconds to your dream. Take a tiny step with big integrity. It takes a step to break to break into a run. The result at hand doesn't matter. The resolve does. Show up for your love. Showing up always shines.

Don't pressure yourself to target a market. Hit the mark instead. Pay homage to your own connection. Quantity flocks to quality and quality comes from purity. Purity wails. Integrity taps a nerve. Inspiration slips beneath the skin of yoru skin and turns disinterested strangers into warm-bodied kin.

Transformation of any kind always exacts a holy tussle. The newborn butterfly struggles to open its wings so it can conjure up the strength to fly. So, too, with artists, inventors, mystics, and entrepreneurs.

You are meant to succeed in the work you love. Your desire will take you all the way.

The worship of convention has never yet led to astonishment and a joyous leap in human potential.