Suppose you meet me in the woods.
We cannot love when we feel fear. When we release the fearful past and forgive everyone, we will experience total love and oneness with all.
The world does not have to change. . . . The only thing that has to change is our attitude.
Nothing is impossible when we follow our inner guidance, even when its direction may threaten us by reversing our usual logic.
Choose to experience peace rather than conflict.
Love doesn't care what we call it.
Look at a person's light, not their lampshade.
He seemed a part of the mute melancholy landscape, an incarnation of it's frozen woe, with all that was warm and sentient in him fast bound below the surface; but there was nothing nothing unfriendly in his silence. I simply felt that he lived in a depth of moral isolation too remote for casual access, and I had the sense that his loneliness was not merely the result of his personal plight, tragic as I guessed that to be, but had in it, as Harmon Gow had hinted, the profound accumulated cold of many Starkfield winters.
In order to be loved, we have to love, which means we have to understand.
Like most Alaska immigrants, my roots continue to petition for equal time.
They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork.