To look to God is to look to the realm of consciousness that can deliver us from the pain of living.

There is no they, only us. We are part of a large fellowship called the human race. We all hurt the same. We all love the same. We all bleed the same. We all need understanding and care. We can't separate ourselves from one another. We are all part of the same vast sea of love, one indivisible divine mind.

I have hope, because I believe in miracles.

Inner peace doesn't come from getting what we want, but from remembering who we are.

Love will push every button, try every faith, challenge every strength, trigger every weakness, mock every value, and then leave you there to die. And then you will be ready to be born at last, to become a soul who is strong enough to take love on. You'll be a romantic mystic who has achieved the elements: you endured the flames of love, you were baptized in the waters of love, and now you can soar like only a mystic can through the skies and skin of a lover's heart.

When the wisdom of the heart replaces the chatter of the mind, The power of Love flows forth.

Each time we consider a miracle impossible, or assume that we ourselves are not capable of working it, then we're choosing not to take flight.