The future exists only in our imagination it is a collective story waiting for our voices to express that can only happen when you and I are willing to enter the emptiness listening in the silence until we can begin… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
Forgiveness in no way justifies the actions that caused your wounding, nor does it mean that you have to seek out those who harmed… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
When cancer first came into my life, people all around me treated it as the enemy. I was told I had to join the… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
In my better moments, I think of apathy as purpose's sleep. In my worse moments, when I'm trying to fix it or get rid… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
I wonder why it is that we so often imprison ourselves in the opinions of other people. There can be no punishment worse than… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
To explore what it would mean to live fully, sensually alive and passionately on purpose, I have to drop my preconceived ideas of who… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days,… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
Once you begin to acknowledge random acts of kindness-both the ones you have received and the ones you have given - you can no… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
Through fear of knowing who we really are we sidestep our own destiny, which leaves us hungry in a famine of our own making...we… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
That which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
The moments you are given are your true wealth. You don't need power, influence, or fame. The sunlight brings the power; the wind carries… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
I don't think anyone 'finds' joy. Rather, we cultivate it by searching for the preciousness of small things, the ordinary miracles, that strengthen our… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart… — Dawna Markova Copy Share Image
