Your life is not a meaningless drop in the uncaring tides of history, but a work of art that you are ever in the process of creating. Your art is not a frivolous decoration, it is a divine expression of all that is.
Honor your thoughts. They are the brushes with which you paint the picture of your life.
Honor your feelings, knowing that they have the power to shape the images imprinted on the canvas of time.
Honor your imaginings. They are the pigments that bring vibrancy and color to your soul's creations.
Honor the dreams that inhabit your night hours, and the symbols they leave as gifts on the doorstep of your waking.
Paint the image of your dreams, get the images out there, and detach yourself from the outcome of these actions.
Reference~ Fringe Dweller on the Night Shift by Monica Holy