My true self

My true self is not mine alone. My essence is everyone’s essence. If my self belonged to me alone, it would be fake. Only indivisible wholeness is real. …
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I am not a victim of my past

I am not a victim of my past, unless I choose to let the ego run my mind — which is what I usually do because the ego does not want me to remember that I really have a choice in lending the power of my mind — the immeasurable strength of my belief — to either the fear of ego or the Love of God. …
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Making sense

Most of what we learn in life is not really worth remembering. That realization is in itself a great relief. If you then also happen to find that you’re never too old to learn about everything that does not matter at all, your life is becoming lighter, and also more meaningful. …
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The stories I tell

The stories I tell make my past, my future, my world. The world is not something solid: it’s made up only of the stories I’m telling myself. Everything that happens is a projection of the mind. …
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