Call it an angel, call it a muse, call it karma that you’ve got comin to you, what’s the difference, what’s in a name? What matters most is never, ever losing faith.

Cliches, Oxymorons and Paradoxes, oh my!

Petrarchan poetry is chalk full of oxymorons and paradoxes that describe love, and while some of them may sound ridiculous, I find that the most compelling ways to explain love, are, in fact, paradoxes.

When you are in love, nothing makes sense, yet everything is clear.

You find a person who is entirely unlike anyone you have ever met before, yet is everything you have ever needed.

Everything comes alive and everything has more meaning, yet nothing will ever again mean as much as the person standing in front of you.

You are terrified of losing them, yet you feel safe in a way you never have before. 

Everything you have ever head about love—all of the cliches and reveries—all proves true, yet no romance story ever again seems as powerful once you have your own.

You can be embarrassed by and in love with the same person all at once; you can be angry and head over heels in love without being able to separate the two.

Everything can be right in the face of everything going wrong.

Love, it seems, defies all laws of nature and creates them at the same time.

Wide Awake

There is something about 3 AM that is conducive to thought.  Laying in bed, in total darkness, mind wandering from one mysterious corner of the room to the next.  Before long, you are no longer visually roaming the room, and you begin to mentally roam the mysterious corners of your mind.  Sometimes, you can uncover deep spaces that you did not even realize you had.  Other times, you imagination creates entirely new frontiers.  There is nothing else to be doing, other than falling asleep, which seems to be the last thing that your body is willing to let you do.  There is something eery about the room around you, and you can feel the cool air creep in under your blankets whenever you shift positions.  But after every readjustment, your new position begins to seem normal.  your eyes readjust to the darkness, and your body temperature regains its stability.  With this comfort, you mind is once again free to explore the unknown.  The question is, which realm is more real?  The reality of the cold, dark room, or the new spaces in your mind that you can only begin to perceive?  Perhaps if you were to bring this new insight into the sensory world, that is when reality would really kick in.  The tantalizing new revelations that you can only bring yourself to accept under the cloak of darkness may just be the solutions to your daytime problems. All you must do is muster up the courage to illuminate them under the sunlight.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

Mother Teresa

There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so today is the right day to love, believe, do and mostly live.
Dalai Lama

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than the ones that you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Mark Twain