I don’t think anyone could ever criticize me more severely than the way I criticize myself.
invisible threads
don’t be trapped by dogma which is living with the results of other people’s thinking.
spinning away into a vaporized state
what you seek is seeking you.
half-baked truth
a half truth is a whole lie.
look up
sometimes when you are in a dark place, you think you have been buried, but actually you have been planted.
melt down
once upon a time, you had it all beautifully sorted out. then you didn’t.
shadowed by doubt
sometimes our thoughts are backed by so much insecurity, that they create lies we believe
rising above the darkness
“I am thankful for my struggle because without it i wouldn’t have stumbled across my strength”
trapped in our own world
you are a prisoner of your own mind
you are your own writer
when writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.
karmic katha 