Finding myself doesn’t always mean that I’ve lost myself. Self-discovery is when I remind myself of the simple things that bring purpose into my life and practicing gratitude at the end of the day. Like how the sun rises every morning and sets every evening, self-discovery for me is a daily thing.




Dear human, it is already late. Where have you been? All the other flowers in the garden have already started blooming. But wait, hold on—do not despair. Do not be too quick to self-loathing, self-pity and self-hate. See this moment instead as an opportunity to see your most powerful blessing—the wisdom of knowing who you truly are at the root of all your patience and suffering. For it is in that moment when you truly know who you are can you then understand the courage it will take for you to bloom towards what you truly desire.



when you bloom
doesn’t define who you are.

a person can bloom
at the age of 17, 35 or 73 and still 
be left empty,
not good enough,
and wanting for more.

my darling, 
carefully listen to these words:

‘where you bloom
is what truly defines who you are.’

that place in your life 
where there is an abundance of joy.

that place in your life
where there is a handful of purpose.

you can bloom in kindness.

you can bloom in service 
to a cause that you truly believe
will make this world a much better place.

you can bloom in friendship
and you can bloom in the truth which is 
that from the very first day god planted you into 
this planet you were already made beautiful and whole.

it was simply the day 
that something or someone made you feel like 
life is a race that persuaded you into thinking otherwise.