Letting people in is largely a matter of not expending the energy to keep them out.
But it's morning. Within my hands is another day. Another day to listen and love and walk and glory. I am here for another day.
Every moment that I am centered in the future I suffer a temporary loss of this life.
I'd rather be happy than right.
Happiness is a present attitude and not a future condition.
Unless I accept my faults, I will most certainly doubt my virtues.