Spirit
“Faith begins where control ends.”
Cover Them
A quiet prayer spoken without spectacle—about trust, protection, and releasing control while still standing watch as a parent.
“I can’t be everywhere.
So I ask You to be.”
God, please protect my children.
Out in this world, living.
I can’t always be their security.
So secure it in me—
that they are covered
from the top of their heads
to the soles of their feet.
Holding Space
The path grows heavy when you’re alone and unheard. This piece is about presence without pressure—about holding space, breathing through the weight, and realizing that surviving another moment still matters.
“Nothing you say needs fixing. Being heard is enough.”
I support mental health awareness—
because the path gets heavy
when you’re alone
and no one knows how to listen.
The world already carries its own problems.
Still, you ache for acceptance.
For attention that isn’t borrowed.
For affection that doesn’t ask you
to prove yourself.
So imagine this—
I’m holding your hand.
I’m listening.
Nothing you say needs fixing.
Now take a deep breath.
Let it go.
Look—
you’re still here.
And that matters.
Be Optimistic
Optimism isn’t pretending
things won’t break.
It’s knowing they might
and showing up anyway—
without bitterness,
without illusion.
Be optimistic,
but only after you’ve learned
how reality behaves.
Be optimistic.
Move with intuition.
It ain’t everybody’s business.