We should write an elegy for every day that has slipped through our lives unnoticed and unappreciated. Better still, we should write a song of thanksgiving for all the days that remain-now that we know how to cherish them.

Let the past go. A simply abundant world awaits.

Soul-directed events defy logic and ridicule reason.

Any self-prompt that reminds you to focus on flow not ebb, contributes to your greater sense of abundance. (53)

This moment is your life. It is the process of living, the journey, that is life itself, and we often wish away our lives by focusing only on what tomorrow could, should, would bring.

the more naps you take, the more awakenings you experience.

An authentic life is the most personal form of worship. Everyday life has become my prayer.