We have some role in almost everything that happens in our lives. When "bad" things happen, the mistake is not in the role, but in calling them bad. For in calling them bad, we call ourselves bad, since we had a role in their creation. We then have only two choices: blame ourselves, or disown our creative power, neither of which is congruent with our highest purpose.

You are afraid to die, and you’re afraid to live. What a way to exist.

We make real that to which we pay attention. The Master knows this. The Master places himself at choice with regard to that which she chooses to make real.

Every prayer - every thought, every statement, every feeling - is creative.

I think we close our psychic field so that we can protect ourselves from the vast and unpredictable energies of the universe.

I tell you this: Your Life proceeds out of your intentions for it.

You know that the formula is askew when even if the formula is working, it's not; when even if everything's going right, something is wrong.