“Our universe is not a ‘was’ or a ‘will be’ system. It is an ‘is’ system vibrating within the ‘now’ measurement of time.”

This is our moment. This is our destiny. It’s a good destiny.

We are unlimited beings. We have no ceiling.

The enlightened give thanks for what most people take for granted.

If you are not thinking for yourself, someone else is thinking for you. Choose for yourself and become free from society’s undertow. The Universe is ready to support you.

Ah, the first step in humility: Listening.

Be for something and against nothing.

You can begin to shape your own destiny by the attitude that you keep.

When we radiate the warmth of our love-energy, our compassion-energy on the planet, we shine the qualities of our Source!

I am available to more good than I have ever experienced, imagined, or realized before in my life.

Creation is always happening. Every time and individual has a thought, or a prolonged chronic way of thinking, they’re in the creation process. Something is going to manifest out of those thoughts.

When it comes to love as a spiritual manifestation, it is an experience of utter surrender to that which is greater than any concept of love can define.

If the grass is greener somewhere else, start watering your own lawn!

A bad day for the ego is a good day for the soul.

When one begins to really feel into the spiritual dimension of their beings, they bump into love. They bump into compassion. They bump into beauty.

Trust, practice, and then release yourself into the goodness of Existence and your life will prove that what you believe, you see.

Affirmations don’t make something happen; they make something welcome.

The true measure of your character is what you do when nobody’s watching.

The real spiritual progress of the aspirant is measured by the extent to which he achieves inner tranquility.

The world is your canvas and your teacher.Take a day to reflect, measure and adjust on your goals; progress is essential to continued success.

Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new… but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?

To measure whether it is humility or depression, check whether you are advancing spiritually or going down.

On birthdays I avoid taking hasty or impulsive measures.

Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.

Every bad precedent originated as a justifiable measure.