In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen We can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness Courage to fear, hope to despair. Howard Thurman

Crazy, how people feel insecure about their looks, but not their character.

Do not become the open sea that gathers every storm for free not every voice deserves a place to anchor in your heart's embrace. The world will offer fear and doubt, harsh words that seek to wear you out but wisdom knows what to release, and what will guard your inner peace. Be like the mountain after rain, that lets the rivers leave again it does not beg the clouds to stay, nor carry every drop away. Let kindness linger, truth remain, let love outlive the fleeting pain allow the light to find its way, and wash the needless dark away. A sponge absorbs both gold and dust betrayal, beauty, fear, and trust but filters choose with quiet grace what's worthy of a sacred place. Your heart was never made to hold each bitter story ever told it blooms when gently taught to see that peace begins with what you keep. So guard your soul with patient art, be wise with every open heart for life grows lighter when you learn some things are simply not your turn. Be not a vessel filled with noise but one that makes intentional choice for strength is found, as years unfold in knowing what not to hold.

Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are.

The worst feeling isn’t being alone. It’s feeling alone with surrounded by people.

Time is a theif that steals everything including the ability to remember. - Albert Camus

Sometimes you need just one …moment .. of absolute stillness to watch the world rush by without you.

It costs no effort to point a hand, To judge what we don't understand. We weigh their flaws with sharpened eyes, While hiding truth beneath disguise. We build our pride on others' fall, As if we've never slipped at all. Yet every heart, if looked within, Will find its own forgotten sin. The loudest voice that loves to blame May fear its own reflected shame. For mirrors speak without applause, Revealing every hidden cause. Real courage is not standing tall By proving someone else is small. It lives inside the humble soul That owns its scars and seeks to grow. So judge with kindness, not with pride, For truth is never found outside. The hardest lesson we can make Is seeing first our own mistake. For those who master this rare art Carry wisdom in their heart. They mend themselves before they speak, And find that grace belongs to the meek.

Fake People Love The Fake Version Of You. Real People Love The Real You.