Next Time I Will ..." "from Now

A Messy Mortal Is My Friend. Come Walk With Me In The Mud.

Today I Don't Want To Live For, I Want To Live.

When I Get To Where I Can Enjoy Just Lying On The Rug Picking Up Lint Balls, I Will No Longer Be Too Ambitious.

Love Itself Is Not An Act Of Will, But Sometimes I Need The Force Of My Volition To Break With My Habitual Responses And Pass Along The Love Already Here.

When We Recognize That Nothing Has To Go Right For Us To Be Happy, That People Do Not Have To Behave For Us To Love Them, Our Walk Home Can Be Surprisingly Simple. We Have Enormous Power Not To Manipulate The World, But To Be Happy And To Know Peace.