Just as butterflies natural ability to fly is disabled if marred by human fingers our spiritual wings are disabled if marred by the human fingerprint of fear.

Are your thoughts entangling you in fear and building you a nest of negativity or encircling you with love and crowning you with power?

Fear drags me into the slums of the emotions. But when I move into love, the penthouse of emotions, I choose a completely different neighborhood. The valley below transforms into a spectacular, unobstructed view reminding me of how far I have come.

Whatever you are percolating on the inside will pour into your cup called life.

Self-love is the foundation of creation and the mortar between the bricks of life.

Your dreams can seem like lofty imaginings, nothing more than enticements of the dark. But your dreams are the blueprints of your life, calling you to action.