You Either Believe What You Think Or

Affecting The World Is Obviously Possible When We See People In The World Who We Really Love And Respect And We See How That They Affect Our Lives.

Love Is Who We Are Without Our Stories.

If Our Stressful Thoughts Aren't True, What Does That Leave? It Leaves, "i Am Loveable" - The Very Thing I Could Never Make Myself Believe, Because "i'm Unloveable" Overrides It When The Chips Are Down.

The End Of Suffering Happens In This Very Moment, Whether You're Watching A Terrorist Attack Or Doing The Dishes. And Compassion Begins At Home. Because I Don't Believe My Thoughts, Sadness Can't Exist. That's How I Can Go To The Depths Of Anyone's Suffering, If They Invite Me, And Take Them By The Hand And Walk Them Out Of It Into The Sunlight Of Reality. I've Taken That Walk Myself.

My Happiness Isn't Dependent On Anyone Else's.