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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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.