I believe in magick because I am proof.
A soul can be crushed into powder,
yet dares to rise in love.
Hope is a magick of it's own-
And I it's most natural object of passion and power.

Sometimes, you simply must give yourself permission to fall apart.

As we examine the stars, they often feel too far out of reach, yet we aren’t able to deny the sense of being touched by them in an intimate way beyond description. Do you feel as I do? That as you set your sight intently upon a star, it gazes right back at you in acknowledgement of recognition of you as well. To set our sights upon the stars is a feeling of being at home. It is a sense of belonging to something greater than us, yet a kindred sense of ourselves.

Your present circumstances may seem limited, but you are never limited by your present circumstances.

There are parts of me that are broken. Thank you, they don't need fixing.
There are places and people that I don't 'fit in' with. Thank you, I don't belong.
There are words that have a comletely different meaning to me than for others. Thank you, I appreciate my own unique values.
There are moments that I feel all alone in the world. Thank you, I rather enjoy and appreciate my solitude.
There are people who judge me because they find me to be too shallow or too deep. Thank you, I love exploring the entirety of the ocean.
There are people who truly love and value me just as I am. Thank you, you enrich my life profoundly.
There is always room for expansion to grow, grace for every mistake, strength made perfect in every weakness and highest kudos for the courage to continue this adventurous soul mission called Life. Thank you, I am truly happy to be here.

It is often in the river of my own tears that my soul is cleansed