Your inner child is that innermost part of you, the "original" you, that still sees and responds to the world as an innocent child does. It doesn't really matter if you're familiar with this term or not, though — this is an open letter to my inner child that might be everything you didn't even know you needed to hear.

There are a million ways to pray, many roads we could take that would lead to the same place. There's one thing I feel to be true about it: no matter how you pray or what you pray for, prayer is a lot like love. Above all else, I hope this poem inspires how you love. In the end, it's all about how we've loved, isn't it?

When someone you love dies, you know how hard it is to grow through that. No matter how long it's been. If you're intent on making beauty out of the pain they left behind, but you still can't help thinking how good it'd feel to trade everything away, for just a minute more with them, here's a poem for that.

Judith Espinosa wrote The Awakening to help others who've endured great loss, illness, and heartbreak of any kind. People like you and me, who'd rather lay claim to this new life than live the rest of our days being victims of our circumstances. I’m happy and grateful to be able to share her poem here in full, with you.

I know how hard it is to keep your heart open after it's been forcibly cracked open. I also know that it's the only way to heal, connect, and feel joy rising up through the cracks where the light got in. Here are some thoughts on grief, losing the person you love so much, and keeping them in your heart for as long as you live.

If you lost someone you love, how you live now is your greatest contribution to the love you shared and still share. That love is in every step you take, intimately tied to your joys & your dreams. It's a tattoo that can't be removed, an eternal river running through you. Grief lasts a lifetime, but love lasts forever.

When my brother died by suicide eight years ago, I didn't know what to expect out of life after. Do you go through the stages of grief, one at a time? How long till you can laugh again? Does the pain ever go away? I found some answers, but not all of them. I learned that grief lasts a lifetime, but love lasts forever.

We say “don’t suffer in silence” like it’s an easy thing to do. Like it doesn’t take a world of strength to bring our pain forward for someone else to see. But if we could be kind to each other, we'd open up a window for someone. Read this poem to open your heart and share it with someone who needs your kindness today.

I hope you look for one thing and, by chance, find something else beautiful and true. I hope that wherever you look, you see a piece of yourself in everything, and recognize in yourself an entire universe... In the end, I hope you find what you're looking for, especially when it's not what you set out to find.

The purpose of life, before anything else, is to live. You know, what’s the point of life if you’re not living it as fully as you know you could? If you know your life could feel more vibrant and full and fulfilling, read this mindfulness poem. It’ll remind you to tend to the smallest things, craving your attention.