The pages are the places we go when we are weary. Where the darkness can become a little lighter, the truth a little kinder, the world a little smaller. They are the places we go to when we don't know where else to go, or before we go anywhere else in the world. The pages hold our souls like an envelope does a love letter. We go to them when we are broken so they can put us back together again. When we are forgotten they remember us. When we are lost they find us. The pages are the places we find ourselves.
My recent mantra. My deep breath prayer. Keep going friends. There is no perfection, just waking up and facing the mountain. Even when you think you can't, you can. You don't have to be the change, you don't have to be the best, you don't have to have a cause, march for peace, give blood, or save the world. You don't have to be anything but exactly what you are right now.“Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired." ~ St. Mother Theresa