Perfection is Imagination
Perfection is a subjective quality and a figment of our imagination…not a necessity in life. Let go of any notion that anything has to be perfect. When you do, you’ll relax into the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Unconditional Love
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The One You Feed
An old Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice, “Let me tell you a story. I too, at times, have… Continue reading
We All Have Peaks and Valleys
“There was a time in life when I didn’t love myself enough to love anyone else. We all have peaks and valleys and it’s in the valleys that you learn who you are”… Continue reading
Self Love
I might not be someone’s first choice, but I am a great choice. I may not be rich, but I am valuable. I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not, because I’m… Continue reading
Someting to Always Remember
You’ll never get something in your life unless you believe you deserve it. You have to believe in yourself, your worth, your value. Dr. Phil
First Love Yourself
“You cannot be any good for anyone else until you are first good to yourself. I also think it is impossible to really love anyone else unless you first love yourself. How can… Continue reading
The Power of Unconditional Love
There is no power on earth like unconditional love. If you offer it to your child, you are 90% of the way home. To know you always can come back home is going… Continue reading
Just Love Them
Before becoming a Mother, I had a hundred theories on how to bring up children. Now I have seven children and only one theory. Love them, especially when they least deserve to be… Continue reading
Native American Prayer
I give you this one thought to keep I am with you still – I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow I… Continue reading
A Must Read Story
While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life-changing experiences that you hear other people talk about — the kind that sneaks up… Continue reading