She wasn't the perfect mom. However, she was the perfect Mother for me.

A message from God... If You Accept It... I Would Give You the Glorious Gift of Seeing Yourself Exactly as I see You... And I See You as Perfection and of Immeasurable Importance.

Love Me Even More when I Seem Least Deserving... For That is the Very Moment That I Am Most in Need of Your Love.

Only Light can drive away the shadows, Darkness can never be diminished by more darkness.

A most amazing defense with Power to destroy any enemy… GRATITUDE!

Through sincere Thankfulness, the incredibly difficult struggles of my yesterday, have been transformed into the“Good ol’ Days” upon which I can now Peacefully reflect .

Upon waking this morning… What if all that remained were the people and things for which I had expressed Gratitude the day before? I shudder to think of all that would found to be missing.

Once I began taking inventory of ALL I was Grateful for, the warehouse I had packed with notebooks listing all I lacked became obsolete.

I'm grateful for the dark shadow that is constantly following me... It reminds me always of the Loving Light that shines upon my face.

I'm Thankful in the knowledge that EVERY moment of this Life has happened For Me...Not one moment has happened TO me.

If Gratitude were a tree in a Bountiful orchard...Grace would be it's Seed bearing fruit.

Always take failure as an opinion never as an option.

Always protect your heart with unconditional self-love, faith and courage.

Now I remembered a captain's honor and his only duty: to bring his crew back alive.

It's important for people of color to link up with issues around globalization, food security, health, the environment.

The cutting of primeval forest and other disasters, fueled by the demands of growing human populations, are the overriding threat to biological diversity everywhere.

If we are strong, and have faith in life and its richness of surprises, and hold the rudder steadily in our hands. I am sure we will sail into quiet and pleasant waters for our old age.

Truly, men make too little use of their lives; and so it is no wonder that the world should still be in such a poor way.

Spirit is Life. It flows thru the death of me endlessly like a river unafraid of becoming the sea.

Love is a fine cushion to rest upon, but only hate can make you a better person.

Beware the man who has two faces and two hearts.