When it comes to your healing, this is your path and these are your answers (and questions) to live. Yours entirely. But also yours to share. In other words, you don’t have to go it alone. You were never meant to.

You belong to yourself because you're everything experiencing itself. You look around and see other people and it's easy to think that you're on your own. But your healing is connected to mine. And your hurt. And so are your thoughts, words, and work. Read the poem to remember how connected (and valuable) you are.

You know when you see signs that you KNOW are meant for you? You see hearts everywhere, in the clouds and leaves, on street signs, or certain animals or words keep showing up. You feel… seen, heard somehow. If you haven’t seen one in a while, let this be your sign that you're ready to receive whatever it is you need.

You’re beautifully entangled with everything. With everyone you love. When you feel it, life is better than good. But, of course, it doesn’t always feel like it. Life can be HARD, confusing, chaotic. Here’s a spiritual writing exercise to get you out of your own head and into your heart.

You are NOT alone. It’s important that you know this — like, know it in your bones and with every ounce of your humanness. You’re connected in more ways than can be counted. All the good ways. All the not-feeling-so-hot ways too (oh, especially those!). Let me tell you about the bridge between you and me.

When I think of the spirit of Christmas, I think of something far greater than a set of beliefs. I think of what brings people together in a “conspiracy of love.” Read these Christmas quotes and poems to remember what really matters. Like friendship and food, and everything that feels like home.

It’s true: the more I learn, the less I know. Also true: it’s OK not to have all the answers. It’s actually freeing, maybe even a tad magical. Embracing the unknown might be one of the most freeing practices you could ever journey through. This poem is a gift of space, if nothing else — always leave room for wonder.

Do you ever look out at the night sky and just… wonder? Have you ever faced one of life’s great mysteries, or even just starting all over again, and felt curious instead of afraid? Read these quotes to help you embrace the mystery. All the mess, all the magic, everything in between.

Grief changes reality. It twists and stretches what you thought you knew, shaping it into something very different. Life after loss isn’t the same for everyone, but these poems about loss hint at what can come out of this new reality: a continual, ever-evolving relationship which death changes, but doesn’t diminish.

This is a not-so-morbid poem about death. I think death needs to be talked about, written about, read about, thought about without the labels that seem to always be applied to it. I’m all for the mystery.