So what is it with your mother that you haven't worked out yet?

Until you can love what is - everything, including the apparent violence and craziness - you're separate from the world, and you'll see it as dangerous and frightening.

When you don't believe something, you can't make yourself believe it. There's nothing you can do to believe it again. You either believe it or you don't.

Im very clear that everyone in the world loves me. I just dont expect them to realize it yet.

Nothing terrible has ever happened except in our thinking. Reality is always good, even in situations that seem like nightmares. The story we tell is the only nightmare that we have lived.

Low self-esteem is not possible when you understand the nature of everything. Depression is not possible. The universe is absolutely friendly.

My mother became a believer, and then I became a believer. But when I was 43 years old, I began to think for myself, somehow, by fluke and by grace. And I thought, "Oh, my. I was so mistaken." The world isn't what I believed it to be. I am not what I believed me to be, and neither is anyone.