If I Work Toward An End, Meantime

It's Not That "today Is The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life," But That Now Is All There Is Of My Life.

Sometimes I Doubt And Sometimes I Believe. And I Like Not Making Myself Believe When I Am Doubting, And Not Making Myself Doubt When I Am Believing. Surely Neither God Nor Accident Need My Consistency.

Unless I Accept My Faults, I Will Most Certainly Doubt My Virtues.

The First Step Of Letting Go: To Remove What Obstructs Your Experience Of Wholeness And Peace, You Must First Look At The Obstruction.

If I Work Toward An End, Meantime I Am Confined To A Process.