He knew his words could not convey the impossible love he felt for her, so he held her stare and hoped (prayed!) she would understand the immensity of it all.

— Scott Stabile

He lifted himself out of the darkness of his fears, into a bright new world of possibility.

— Scott Stabile

Here's the thing about meditation, as I try once again to make it a habit... Even when I close my eyes to meditate for five minutes, body fidgeting, mind racing and worrying and busying itself with everything but the present moment, I still feel quieter, more relaxed when I open my eyes. Maybe it's just the simple act of giving myself five dedicated minutes of attention (no matter how they play out) to the calm, knowing soul that smiles from within at all of my mental nonsense. We are beings of peace after all. And of love. So much goodness, so much understanding and compassion lives inside each of us, like wide-eyed children, always ready to come out and play.

— Scott Stabile

He used to hide his true self because he feared people wouldn’t like him, or would judge him for being too much this and not enough that. He found himself acting like everyone else, even though his heart wanted to express itself in ways that felt different from much of what he was seeing in the world. His heart grew louder, and he longed to taste a different kind of freedom, one his mind had worked hard to contain in order to keep him feeling safe. But that safety came with a price: his authenticity. Then it occurred to him, some people would judge him no matter who he was or what he did. And that if he was going to be judged anyway, he may as well live his life as authentically as possible and at least be judged for his truth. He also knew some people would love him no matter who he was or what he did, and how much better it would feel to be loved for being real.

— Scott Stabile

Hey, Beautiful… There is room for all that you are and everything you have to offer our world. Share yourself.

— Scott Stabile

How can we expect the world to change if we are unwilling to change ourselves? We hate the haters, judge the judges, and refuse to forgive the supposed unforgivable. We are hypocrites, most of us, comfortable condemning others for the same things we do. Like sheep, we follow, like wolves we attack, like fools we listen to the loudest voices, even when they scream nothing but hate. We are lost in our desire to be like everyone else, and paralyzed in our fear to be ourselves. We are desperate to feel safe amidst our cries for retaliation and more wars. Where is the common sense? If we want to end war, then be peaceful. If we want to know love, then stop hating. If we want to find happiness, then let go of negativity, and befriend gratitude. Real change isn’t born from making the same choices over and over, especially choices muddied with insecurity and fear. We can’t wrest ourselves from darkness by turning out our light. Everything just gets darker then. Let's worry less about changing the world and more about changing ourselves. That, we can do, each one of us. With commitment and work. And a single candle does wonders in even the darkest of nights.

— Scott Stabile

How much longer until we finally figure out how to be with one another? How many times do we have to play out this pain? I’m ready for something different. Aren’t you?

— Scott Stabile

I am continually coming back to the belief that I know nothing, or that there are much deeper places to go with what I think I know. It's liberating, actually. I don't think the biggest questions can be answered with any certainty. I'm becoming more and more peaceful not knowing.

— Scott Stabile

I am learning to accept everything about myself, even the part of me that struggles to accept everything about myself.

— Scott Stabile

I can’t apologize for who I am anymore. Even better, I have no desire to.

— Scott Stabile