I think, what has this day brought me,...

Only
that day
dawns to which
we are awake.

Thee
lift me
and I’ll lift thee
and we’ll ascend together.

Fall
seven times.
Stand up
eight.

When you
realize there is nothing
lacking, the whole
world belongs to you.

Your sacred
space is where
you can find yourself
again and again.

If we do not
change our direction,
we are likely to end up
where we are headed.

True progress
quietly and persistently
moves along
without notice.

Through our
willingness to be the
one we are, we become
one with everything.

Nothing
is so fragile
as action without
prayer.

With all your
science, can you tell how
it is, and where it is, that
light comes into the soul.

Empathy is full
presence to what's
alive in the other person
at this moment.

Above all,
clothe yourselves with
love, which binds
everything together in
perfect harmony.

Dwell
as near as possible
to the channel
in which your life flows.

The universe is
full of magical things,
patiently waiting for our
wits to sharpen.

Our lives
begin to end the day
we become silent
about things that matter.

All who joy
would win must
share it. Happiness
was born a twin.

There is
another world,
but it is
in this one.

Life is a way
of walking through the
universe whole and
holy.

The winds of
grace are blowing all
the time. You have only
to raise your sail.

The true
nature of a thing
is the highest
it can become.

The mind
grows by
what it feeds on.

What I
hold onto,
holds onto me.

Your pain is
the breaking of the
shell that encloses
your understanding.

Suffering has
a noble purpose: the
evolution of consciousness
and the burning up of ego.

Courage
is fear
that has said its
prayers.

All the beautiful
sentiments of the world
weigh less than a single
lovely action.

The soul that
walks in love neither
tires others nor
grows tired.

I think,
what has this day
brought me, and
what have I given it.

In me
there is darkness.
But with you
there is light.

It is only with
the heart that one can
see rightly. What is
essential is invisible
to the eye.

The experience
of separateness arouses
anxiety; it is, indeed,
the source of all anxiety.

In the midst of
winter, I finally learned
that there was in me
an invincible summer.

Alone, all alone.
Nobody, but nobody,
can make it out here
alone.

The spiritual
dimension cannot be
ignored, for it is what
makes us human.

Wake at dawn
with a winged heart
and give thanks for
another day of loving.

It would be
very good if we could
wake up before
we die.

Hope
is confidence
in yourself
to succeed.

Spirit speaks
to spirit
and
heart to heart.

The only
real nation
is
humanity.

Every day carries
the potential to bring
the experience of heaven;
have the courage to
expect good from it.

To do carefully
and constantly and
kindly many little things is
not a little thing.

Let one, therefore,
keep the mind pure,
for what a man thinks,
that he becomes.

It is the measure
of the things to which we
give our allegiance that is
the measure of ourselves.

It is
when we pray
that
we really are.

Each day
comes bearing
its own gifts.
Untie the ribbons.

We are
what we repeatedly do.
Excellence, then, is not
an act but a habit.

Our own success,
to be real,
must contribute to
the success of others.

The amount of
gratitude in the world
increases one thoughtful
person at a time.

We are
our injuries
as much as we are
our successes.

Purpose
in life is a
biological necessity.

All things
in life
are equally
incredible.

May you be happy.
May you be free.
May you be loving.
May you be loved.

Be open
to the
transformation
within.

I am seeking.
I am striving.
I am in it
with all my heart.