One has to learn contentment, forgiveness, and purpose on her own before the universe allows her to share her happiness with another soul.

I wasn’t crying, but my heart was crying. I wasn’t feeling, but my heart was bleeding. Now I am crying, but my heart is healing. I am learning that I know nothing.

I’ve learned to turn life’s setbacks into opportunities for creation.

Polygamy simply says, “You are not enough.

It is amazing how women spend too much time and energy scheming, plotting and seducing men when they should spend more time listening, learning and getting over desperation.

What do we do after things fall apart? Do we run to the familiar once again? Do we attempt to numb the pain with distractions? What do we do after things fall apart?