A sin is anything you do which goes against yourself

Selfishness comes from poverty in the heart, from the belief that love is not abundant.

Every human is an artist. The dream of your life is to make beautiful art.

Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.

We don't need to justify love; it is there or not there. Real love is accepting other people the way they are without trying to change them.

I no longer agree to treat myself with disrespect. Every time a self-critical thought comes to mind, I will forgive the Judge and follow this comment with words of praise, self-acceptance, and love.

Our brain is the factory of the emotions