“The real world reveals itself like surprise gifts on our doorstep, special moments that seem above and beyond the reality of others. These times are full, beautiful and meaningful beyond words, even when wrapped in pain.” — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“I wept for relationships not possible due to denial and dreams locked in the back of people’s minds, all of the bits of life… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“Awakening your spiritual self is like having a second childhood with faulty parents, broken bones and proverbial brussel sprouts.” — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“There are two different kinds of people in the world. There are people who instinctively look for every chance to be a “victim” and… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“Those teetering on madness hold keys to doors you know nothing about. You must ask yourself if these rooms are worth visiting—if in the… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“I once held a belief that life made sense, that working toward a dream would birth substance. Nothing else mattered. I soon discovered that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“Sometimes belief is the reason for liberation; other times, our own conviction prevents our escape. It depends on whether or not you believe God… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“The journey was a surreal dream. This world was about knowing the person you’d always wanted to be and setting your foot down to… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“Sometimes there’s no map when you go to new places, you have to make unexpected turns, but the beauty is these places are new.” — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“It’s no secret that we all live within a damning illusion called denial. We are doomed by our own far-reaching imaginations and beliefs that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“The real world reveals itself like surprise gifts on our doorstep, special moments that seem above and beyond the reality of others. These times… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“We’d all lost ourselves and found something far more significant together. We reached with gaping wounds for a healing we desired so badly, like… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“It’s strange how what drives us may abandon us midstream, how what tickles our ears with lies one moment may tell us truths that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
“Hope starts as a promise made to yourself, the first drop of rain in a parched land, the first step onto dry earth for… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share
