Mind is the Master-power that molds and makes, and Man is Mind, and
evermore he takes the Tool of Thought, read more

Mind is the Master-power that molds and makes, and Man is Mind, and
evermore he takes the Tool of Thought, and shaping what he wills, brings
forth a thousand joys, a thousand ills-He thinks in secret and it comes to
pass; Environment is but his looking-glass. As A Man Thinketh
.

After the verb 'to Love,' 'to Help' is the most beautiful verb in the world.

After the verb 'to Love,' 'to Help' is the most beautiful verb in the world.

Generosity is another quality which, like patience, letting go,
non-judging, and trust, provides a solid foundation for mindfulness
practice. You read more

Generosity is another quality which, like patience, letting go,
non-judging, and trust, provides a solid foundation for mindfulness
practice. You might experiment with using the cultivation of generosity as
a vehicle for deep self-observation and inquiry as well as an exercise in
giving. A good place to start is with yourself. See if you can give
yourself gifts that may be true blessings, such as self-acceptance, or
some time each day with no purpose. Practice feeling deserving enough to
accept these gifts without obligation-to simply receive from yourself, and
from the universe.

There is always a way to go if you look for it.

There is always a way to go if you look for it.

The real challenge (in life) is to choose, hold, and operate
through intelligent, uplifting, and fully empowering beliefs.

The real challenge (in life) is to choose, hold, and operate
through intelligent, uplifting, and fully empowering beliefs.

Before you can see the light, you have to deal with the darkness.

Before you can see the light, you have to deal with the darkness.

Make the iron hot by striking it.

Make the iron hot by striking it.

The ability to deal with people is as purchasable a commodity as sugar
or coffee and I will pay more read more

The ability to deal with people is as purchasable a commodity as sugar
or coffee and I will pay more for that ability than for any other under
the sun.

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.