Friday, August 29, 2014

San Francisco & Los Angeles

Dear you, 

I'm traveling and posting is difficult. In case you missed it, I'll be reading in San Francisco and Los Angeles over the next two months. Join me on facebook for all the details. 

I hope I see you there, 


Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The Differences Between Us Are The Same

If you're like me, then I know you're trying. And I want you to know that if I ever stop, I'd want you to carry on.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Light Behind Your Eyelids

In your darkest moments, there are bright hands reaching for you and a voice whispering, "Please just open your eyes and see me."

Even now, I whisper.

Friday, August 15, 2014

The World Is Not As Dark As It Seems

If you ever wake up, and think that no one needs you, I need you.

If you ever wake up, and think that there's no love, I will always love you.

If you ever wake up, and can't find your purpose, I will hold a candle and help you find it.

If you ever wake up, and don't know who or why you are, I can tell you.

If you ever wake up, and don't know why you bothered, I will remind you.

Please remember me, and let me give you reasons.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

The Best I Could With What I Had In The Time I Was Given

What would you do to a heart, given the heartbeats over an entire lifetime, to do it in?

I'd write it all down, so neither you nor I could forget. Maybe I'll think it's all silly one day, but I want the chance to think it's all silly.

Monday, August 11, 2014

The Cage Holds A Rare Blue Sun

If you find them, tell them all you have said and heard before you found them.

Tell them what rules you invented for yourself along the way. Explain how you could never do certain things and how jealous you are of them, for being able to do them.

Tell them how happy you are that now, you can do those things, because they're there.

Tell them about the first thing that made you smile and the last thing that made you cry.

If you find them, tell them everything.

Friday, August 8, 2014

The River Floats On Soil

If at the end all this, we discover ourselves again and again, then you cannot look at me and say that any moment was wasted, that any teardrop didn't matter.

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The Space That Remains

Your heart can leave you.
It can be taken or you can send it on its way. In both cases, it will be bigger when it returns.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

The Alchemy Machine

If you can take the sadness and despair the world gives you and breathe it back out as love and hope, breathe some back to me.