My Trouble Is I Analyze Life Instead

Fears, Indecision, And Frustration Feed On Words. Without Words They Usually Stop. . . . Words Are At Times Good For Looking Back, But They Are Confining When I Need To Act In The Present.

Don't Strive For Love, Be It.

I Sometimes React To Making A Mistake As If I Have Betrayed Myself. My Fear Of Making A Mistake Seems To Be Based On The Hidden Assumption That I Am Potentially Perfect And That If I Can Just Be Very Careful I Will Not Fall From Heaven. But A 'mistake' Is A Declaration Of The Way I Am, A Jolt To The Way I Intend, A Reminder I Am Not Dealing With The Facts. When I Have Listened To My Mistakes I Have Grown.

Problems Assault Us To The Degree They Preoccupy Us. The Key To Release, Rest, And Inner Freedom Is Not The Elimination Of All External Difficulties. It Is Letting Go Of Our Pattern Of Reactions To Those Difficulties.

It Is Enough That I Am Of Value To Somebody Today.