We all think that we have to have our lives planned out by a certain age or we will never get it together. That is one of the biggest lies floating around in our air. We breathe it in and it clings to our lungs and the closer we get to our self made deadline, the harder it is to breathe.

We have all of these dreams and passions and desires. We cannot figure out which one we want to live our lives for, but choosing one over the others feels like having 4 children and deciding that you will only love one, and the other 3 must fend for themselves - they learn to survive or they die, but it won't be any of your concern.

We do not have to choose. We have a lot of seconds and minutes and hours. We have to cultivate all our passions in order to harvest our purpose. Our hopes and dreams are what give us the motivation to go on living. You can't put all of your stars in one sky or you'll never know that there are thousands of galaxies waiting for you to discover them.

We are told to choose what we want to be from a young age, but they never tell us that we can be more than one thing. We can be rock stars and lawyers. We can be writers and party planners. We can be parents and paralegals. We can be astronauts. We can be lovers. We can be healers. We can be everything!

Why limit yourself to only one passion when you are full of untapped purpose?! Why schedule your life by years when time doesn't really exist. There are days and nights, light and dark, and we it can all belong to us if we will only choose to be brave! Be courageous enough to take the universe in your hands and declare that you are everything, and everything is you. -AshleyAnne

"Don't be scared"

She's begging

Her eyes would be pleading I know it

I try to put on a brave face but I blow it and she stands a mixture of mourning and malice

"Don't be scared"

She's approaching

Her footsteps ring silent in my ears

She's floating closing in on my fears

"Don't be scared"

She's near

Breath tickles my breast but to let it loose feels unsympathetic

And my heart beats sporadic

And she listens as if it were a concerto

And the song ends

And the final note rings in my ears as the blood spills

The flood fills

My whole world was numb and we were empty

Veins unplugged

So much for love