Scrape The Grey Sky Clean, Realize That

That’s What We Were Told—stand Up For Yourself. But That’s Hard To Do If You Don’t Know Who You Are.

This Is My Voice. There Are Many Like It, But This One Is Mine.

We Grew Up Learning To Cheer On The Underdog Because We See Ourselves In Them.

Someone Once Told Me That The Finer Points Of Devotion Are About The Size Of A Pinhole, And There Are Millions Of Them. And If You Could Connect Each Dot, Then You’ve Got A Diagram Of What You Think You Thought You Knew, And If You’re Willing To Admit That You Know Nothing…you Have The Blueprint For A Breakthrough.

I Sit Before Flowers Hoping They Will Train Me In The Art Of Opening Up I Stand On Mountain Tops Believing That Avalanches Will Teach Me To Let Go I Know Nothing But I Am Here To Learn.