I war running back to the house in Mayaguez with a melting ice cone we called a piraqua running sweet and sticky down my face and arms, the sun in my eyes, breaking through clouds and glinting off the rain-soaked pavement and dripping leaves. I was running with joy, an overwhelming joy that arose simply from gratitude for the fact of being alive. Along with the image, memory carried these words from a child's mind through time: I am blessed. In this life I am truly blessed.

Turn yourself inside out. Live with absolute certainty that you have the power to create anything that you desire-anything!-because the power you need is the power of the Universe flowing through you.

There are uses to adversity, and they don't reveal themselves until tested.

Good people can do bad things, make bad decisions. It doesn't make them bad people.

My mom used to say, “You cannot experience what you cannot imagine ... yet you always experience what you do imagine.

You can't say: This much love is worth this much misery. They're not opposites that cancel each other out; they're both true at the same time.

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