Love Is Action. It's Clear, It's Kind,

Any Story That You Tell About Yourself Causes Suffering. There Is No Authentic Story.

An Uncomfortable Feeling Is Not An Enemy. It's A Gift That Says, "get Honest; Inquire." We Reach Out For Alcohol, Or Television, Or Credit Cards, So We Can Focus Out There And Not Have To Look At The Feeling. And That's As It Should Be, Because In Our Innocence We Haven't Known How. So Now What We Can Do Is Reach Out For A Paper And A Pencil, Write Thought Down, And Investigate.

Who I Believed Myself To Be Was A Hopeless Case. I Would Wake Up In The Mornings And Notice I Was Still Alive And Breathing And Hate God, Hate Myself, Hate Life, And Contemplate Ways Of Killing Myself.

The Voice Within Is What I'm Married To. All Marriage Is A Metaphor For That Marriage. My Lover Is The Place Inside Me Where An Honest Yes And No Come From. That's My True Partner. It's Always There. And To Tell You Yes When My Integrity Says No Is To Divorce That Partner.

Fear Has Only Two Causes: The Thought Of Losing What You Have Or The Thought Of Not Getting What You Want.