At the heart of many of the issues I face as an adult is a great fear. A fear that the awkward, insecure, oddball child that still lives inside will be revealed.

… is the key. It’s not about talking or writing, or giving as much as it is about having a dialogue – a conversation. Everyone has something valuable to share. Everyone is worth listening to.

… is my responsibility. I can’t expect anyone else to be responsible for my happiness. And I don’t want to be responsible for anyone else’s happiness. So how could it be any other way?

Less is more. KISS. Maximum results from minimum effort. Grace. Simple yet effective. Ingenious simplicity. Beauty in movement. Hmmm… is there an elegant definition for elegance?

How happy are you willing to let yourself be?

How does your perception change when you accept things (or people, for that matter) just for what they are – without labeling them as ‘good’ or ‘bad’?

At least 90% of the things in my life are irrelevant.

What if – for just one week, or even one day – everyone on the planet was completely unconcerned with what anyone else on the planet was doing, and totally focused on being the best person they can be. Can you imagine that?

Is there really anything more basic? To everything.

How do you describe yourself without labels?