I want you to see what I see, when I look at you. I want you to feel like yourself when you’re harnessing your deepest peace, honoring your greatest strength. This is my why. 
Your why is your raison detre, your drive and your fire and the reason for what pushes and propels you. 
For as long as I could remember, there has always been this slight ache in my soul. I was a normal happy child, and did not think about it all the time. Every once in a while though, it would throb, like a phantom bruise, reminding me of its existence. I ached for people who were not happy, for people who were not loved properly, for people who were hurt by others. I wanted the world to be a beautiful place at all times and I knew that as just one person, I could not fix it alone, or perhaps at all. It felt like a crushing weight on my chest at times, knowing that the world was not as beautiful as it could be. 
Fast forward a few decades. That quiet little ache has not left me, a lifelong companion.
But now, I recognize what it by name.
It's my Why.
My Why is for you to love you. I want you to bask in the light of your own sparkle and learn what lights up your soul. I want you to look in the mirror and love who you see. To sit in peaceful silence in the presence of who you are. To create a life around you that expresses the mosaic of all the parts, broken and whole, that make up the person looking back at you.
I'm glad you're here.