Growing up in the Pacific Northwest as a young girl, whenever I felt emotionally overwhelmed, I would take a walk in the woods. Being in the stillness and grandeur of trees had always calmed me.

In life, when you start to fall, you don't have to go crazy, scolding yourself and further throwing yourself off balance. Instead, simply make adjustments.

It feels good to rail against what is wrong in the world, to fight the good fight, to beat the drum of making a difference. I am right there with you.

"Balance" as a verb doesn't mean "stillness," but the constant act of making minor corrections from one side to another to bring one towards a center of stability.

I make the necessary "corrections" if I find myself leaning too far in one direction.

The mind and heart is the field upon which war is waged within us. If we can stop that internal fear-based battle, then those outside of us will be affected as well.

There is a polarizing and dualistic experience occurring politically and economically in the world, and I believe we are near the peak of a cyclical and truly chaotic time.

Nine times out of ten it's a minor shift in your focus and your attitude that makes the difference.

I have recently decided that there is no place in my head or my heart for fear anymore.

It is a crucial time to be mindful of our thoughts.

I saw that all aspects of my life had been pulling me out of balance because I hadn't perceived them as part of a "whole," or the totality that was "me."

Caged birds still sing beautiful symphonies.

I don't do that many appearances at conventions. I like to keep them special for me. And for the fans, I hope.

Once you are my friend, I am responsible for you.

To bring inspiration and innovation to every athlete* in the world.

A dry soul is wisest and best.

The solo is a nuanced distillation of sorrow.

When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself.

To lose is not always failure.

Messin with me, is like wearing cheese underwear down rat alley. Ollie Chandler in Deception

We want lives of simple, predictable ease-smooth, even trails as far as the eye can see-but God likes to go off-road.