The universe—love itself!—really is conspiring in your ways that exceed your wildest everything. Let it! Don’t limit love. Don’t limit opportunities. Let be what is. Let come what may. Call the good forth. Call the beautiful and patient and kind. Call love to surround you and invade you. May love overwhelm you so that even the most simple, most mundane becomes profound.
I resigned from my job. After 5 months. The environment was too small for me. Not in a “bad” way, but in a they’re tryna put me in a box and don’t they know I’m claustrophobic kinda way.
I’m facing my fears and quitting my job to create a life I can be proud of. Not when I’m older and retire, but now.
My biggest dream is being paid for my writing… and my biggest fear? Not knowing how to manage all that comes from my God-given vision.
Because here’s the real victory: not that I’ve kept the weight off. The real success is that I got aligned in spirit, in mind, and in body.
Stop doing what you hate just because it “works”.
When the process drains you, the outcome won’t sustain you. So quit the punishment path and choose what brings you joy. Love, healing and transformation can feel good—and they should.
With God, all things are possible. With God, I now know that all things includes the very thing that I not only thought but downright knew was impossible.
The love I exude for Black people—PGM!—can be felt by everyone. It’s not selective, because love—true, divine, holy love!—knows no bounds. My love is God’s love.
Rest so deep and full that only God can meet me there. No—that only God does meet me there.
To overcome addiction is to slow down enough to notice: Why am I reaching for this? What am I trying not to feel?
