Love itself is not an act of will, but sometimes I need the force of my volition to break with my habitual responses and pass along the love already here.

Happiness is gentleness, peace, concentration, simplicity, forgiveness, humor, fearlessness, trust, and now.

Love itself is not an act of will, but sometimes I need the force of my volition to break with my habitual responses and pass along the love already here.

My prayer is: I will be what I will be, I will do what I will do.

It's not that we fear the place of darkness, but that we don't think we are worth the effort to find the place of light.

Most words evolved as a description of the outside world, hence their inadequacy to describe what is going on inside me.

My trouble is I analyze life instead of live it.