Suffering is the one room that every single human can walk into, and immediately find a kindred spirit.
Compassion is the one thing that every single human can use a little more of.
Compassion starts with love.
It never helps to compare the severity of our pain to another's. The comparison is never true. Never.
You won't get cancer if you eat a high fiber diet rich in fresh fruits and vegetables, reduce processed meat consumption, drink vinegar, cut out sugar, exercise regularly, don't use tobacco, and apply sunscreen liberally.
Sometimes things just happen.
You can cure cancer with strength and determination.
You can defeat cancer by loving freely, offering gratidude a little recklessly, and daring to climb mountains when you don't know if you can.
Each person I know or will know is, consciously or not, seeking to find meaning in his or her life. This must be true.
Everyone is a little broken. And no matter what it looks like, everyone is doing the very best they can do. Believing this changes everything.
I have options in every single circumstance, but sometimes they're too hard to see, too painful to look at, or too costly to choose. But they're always there.
Time well spent is the greatest gift we can give. To ourselves. To others.
Time well spent always starts with love.
Leaving my expectations at home opens the door to Gratitude. Gratitude and Happiness are roommates.
Sometimes my best isn't enough to fix it. It's still my best.
Often, fixing it means something different than I think it means. Sometimes, it takes patience to discover what it actually means. The wait can be intolerable, and I often don't like what's revealed.
But when I accept what "fixing it" actually means, my best usually is enough.
My best always starts with love.
(Any item on this list is subject to change.
Except the last one.)