“If you want to be strong challenge yourself to something that makes you feel weak.” ChangeHealthFitnessChallenge Author:Toni Sorenson
“Treasures are not found where many feet have trampled. They are found along the paths that no one else has taken...yet.” LifeSuccessHealthFitnessPathsTreasures Author:Toni Sorenson
“Reminiscing in the drizzle of Portland, I notice the ring that’s landed on your finger, a massive insect of glitter, a chandelier shining at the end of a long tunnel. Thirteen years ago, you hid the hurt in your voice under a blanket and said there’s two kinds of women—those you write poems about and those you don’t. It’s true. I never brought you a bouquet of sonnets, or served you haiku in bed. My idea of courtship was tapping Jane’s Addiction lyrics in Morse code on your window at three A.M., whiskey doing push-ups on my breath. But I worked within the confines of my character, cast as the bad boy in your life, the Magellan of your dark side. We don’t have a past so much as a bunch of electricity and liquor, power never put to good use. What we had together makes it sound like a virus, as if we caught one another like colds, and desire was merely a symptom that could be treated with soup and lots of sex. Gliding beside you now, I feel like the Benjamin Franklin of monogamy, as if I invented it, but I’m still not immune to your waterfall scent, still haven’t developed antibodies for your smile. I don’t know how long regret existed before humans stuck a word on it. I don’t know how many paper towels it would take to wipe up the Pacific Ocean, or why the light of a candle being blown out travels faster than the luminescence of one that’s just been lit, but I do know that all our huffing and puffing into each other’s ears—as if the brain was a trick birthday candle—didn’t make the silence any easier to navigate. I’m sorry all the kisses I scrawled on your neck were written in disappearing ink. Sometimes I thought of you so hard one of your legs would pop out of my ear hole, and when I was sleeping, you’d press your face against the porthole of my submarine. I’m sorry this poem has taken thirteen years to reach you. I wish that just once, instead of skidding off the shoulder blade’s precipice and joyriding over flesh, we’d put our hands away like chocolate to be saved for later, and deciphered the calligraphy of each other’s eyelashes, translated a paragraph from the volumes of what couldn’t be said.” Poetry Author:Jeffrey McDaniel
“If you do not direct your path, the world will. Don't ever let anyone make you go where you do not want to be.” LifeSuccessPathHealthChoiceFitness Author:Toni Sorenson
“Some of the most memorable paths I've taken have been detours.” LifeHappinessSuccessHealthChoiceFitnessPaths Author:Toni Sorenson
“The only way the journey ends is if you stop moving.” LifeSuccessJoyPathJourneyMovementHealthFitnessEnd Author:Toni Sorenson
“My path gets more beautiful when you walk it with me.” LoveFriendshipSupportPathHealthFitnessPathway Author:Toni Sorenson
“Sometimes the steepest, most challenging and most rewarding paths in life are not meant to be walked, but crawled.” LifeSuccessPathHealthExerciseFitnessWalkCrawl Author:Toni Sorenson
“The easy path will seldom lead where you need to go.” SuccessEasyPathHealthFitnessChallenge Author:Toni Sorenson
“Don't look around for the path you are meant to follow, forge it yourself.” LifePathHealthFitnessPathwaysForge Author:Toni Sorenson