What you think, you see. Your expectations create your reality.

Left unstewarded, anger, resentment, fear, frustration—any form non-Love takes—can grow into all sorts of warfare, internal and external.

Rediscovering our own miraculousness is the most important, valuable, world-peacing, beauty-spreading, kind, and generous thing we can do.

Finding our joy requires no leaping. It only wishes we’d opt for being lifted.

Believing in miraculosity makes it even more available to us.

I believe we can choose Love and gratitude, or choose Other Than. Those are our options, and in the end, there’s only one option.

Why not believe in miracles, create them, invite them for dinner, and offer them a place to stay every single day? Just because we have not doesn’t mean we cannot.

Miracles and bliss are the norm.

Finding joy in the everyday is bliss, is miraculous, and is totally rediscoverable by each of us. The main ingredient for bliss is releasing yesterdays and tomorrows, and remembering who we are now.

There’s nothing you have to be, do, or get in order to find bliss. Just slow down, listen, and remember.

Bliss is amplified and fortified by being centered during the everyday stuff.

There is no reason to look back, when there is so much good in front of you. Always keep moving forward on your roads of life!

Life is all about endurance.

We may as well not pray at all as offer our prayers in a lifeless manner.

I have nothing against old people; I want to be one myself one day.

The origin of the absurd idea of immortal life is easy to discover; it is kept alive by hope and fear, by childish faith, and by cowardice.

Our job this day is to become part of the answer to the world's immense and protracted suffering rather than continuing our ancient task of being part of the difficulty.

As we come closer to Him, we not only "stand all amazed"-we even kneel all amazed!

Under no circumstances should you play fast if you have a winning position. Forget the clock, use all your time and make good moves.

Paperwork is the embalming fluid of bureaucracy, maintaining an appearance of life where none exists.

Death is just a new beginning…at least in my religion. And extreme inebriation seriously helps. (Syn)