God, as I use the word, is another name for what is. I always know God's intention: It's exactly what is in every moment.

What we believe, we see.

The Work: 1. Is it true? 2. Can you absolutely know that it’s true? 3. How do you react, what happens, when you believe that thought? 4. Who would you be without the thought?

Thoughts are just what is. They appear. They're innocent. They're not personal.

I could go on and on about how the statements and concepts that used to depress me now bring me joy, but that is not easily understood for people who think the way I used to think and believe what I used to believe.

The whole world is simply my story, projected back to me on the screen of my own perception. All of it.

The nature of mind is that it loves everything once it loves itself, just as it opposes everything when it opposes itself.