Dogs are the closest we come to knowing the divine love of God on this side of eternity.
ANNE LAMOTTHere are the two best prayers I know: ‘Help me, help me, help me’ and ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you.
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When faced with a crisis, do three things: breathe, pray and be kind.
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To love yourself as you are is a miracle, and to seek yourself is to have found yourself for now. And now is all we have, and love is who we are.
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I’m human, you’re human, let me greet your humanness. Let’s be people together for a while.
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The world is always going to be dangerous, and people get badly banged up, but how can there be more meaning than helping one another stand up in a wind and stay warm?
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I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.
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Becoming a writer is about becoming conscious.
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You are not your bank account, or your ambitiousness. You’re not the cold clay lump with a big belly you leave behind when you die. You’re not your collection of walking personality disorders. You are spirit, you are love.
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Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.
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No is a complete sentence.
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Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted. Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.
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Gratitude, not understanding, is the secret to joy and equanimity.
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If we stay where we are, where we’re stuck, where we’re comfortable and safe, we die there… When nothing new can get in, that’s death.
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Love is so much bigger than our ignorance.
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The reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day.
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A big heart is both a clunky and a delicate thing; it doesn’t protect itself and it doesn’t hide. It stands out, like a baby’s fontanel, where you can see the soul pulse through.
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