
What did you do as a child that made the hours pass like minutes? Herein lies the key to your earthly pursuits.
— Carl Jung
- When You Rise, Kiss The Tombstone Of Your PastWhen you rise, kiss the tombstone of your past and step barefoot into the garden of the future, the… Read more: When You Rise, Kiss The Tombstone Of Your Past
- But I Have My LifeBut I have my life, I’m living it. It’s twisted, exhausting, uncertain, and full of guilt, but nonetheless, there’s… Read more: But I Have My Life
- Never Feel Guilty For Starting AgainNever feel guilty for starting again. — Rupi Kaur from The Sun and Her Flowers
- The Impeded Stream Is The One That SingsIt may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work… Read more: The Impeded Stream Is The One That Sings
- You Only Got So Many DaysYou only got so many days. Don’t think about death; when you’re ready, death will think about you. Go… Read more: You Only Got So Many Days
- It’s All About My Own DeathIt’s all about my own “death” Everything is visible I don’t want to see it. — Aase Berg from… Read more: It’s All About My Own Death
- The Creative Process Is A Process Of SurrenderThe creative process is a process of surrender, not control. ― Julia Cameron The creative adult is the child who… Read more: The Creative Process Is A Process Of Surrender
- The Individual Can Stop Being What Others Want And Become Who He Truly IsBy honestly confronting the characteristics of our personalities that have gone off course — habits, identifications, manias, vices; narcissistic,… Read more: The Individual Can Stop Being What Others Want And Become Who He Truly Is
- You Need To Grab Whatever Chance You Have Of Happiness Where You Find ItBut who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where… Read more: You Need To Grab Whatever Chance You Have Of Happiness Where You Find It
- Once Upon A Time, Is How Stories BeginOnce upon a time, is how stories begin… — N’Zuri Za Austin Read to live the life you want.… Read more: Once Upon A Time, Is How Stories Begin
- Everybody Goes Home In OctoberThe bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October. —Jack Kerouac