Neale Donald Walsch

As told in Friendship with God, if we simply decided to believe and act as if first, we're all one, and second, life is eternal, it would render virtually everything we've done all our lives pointless.

Must you know that yours will be the __etter_ picture before you pick up the brush and paint? Can it not simply be another picture? Another expression of beauty?Must a rose be __etter_ than an iris in order to justify it__ existence?I tell you this: you are all flowers in the Garden of the Gods.

The new spirituality is that it will produce an experience in human encounters in which we become a living demonstration of the basic spiritual teaching 'We are all one.'

One either has to believe in a God who's terribly prejudiced, or disbelieve the teachings of such exclusionary theologies. Religions have taught us that 'we are better than they.'

God is in the sadness and the laughter, in the bitter and the sweet.

A life lived of choice is a life of conscious action. A life lived of chance is a life of unconscious creation.

Nothing has done more to separate and divide human beings one from another than exclusivist organized religion.

I was told to challenge every spiritual teacher, every world leader to utter the one sentence that no religion, no political party, and no nation on the face of the earth will dare utter: 'Ours is not a better way, ours is merely another way.

A five-word sentence that could change the world tomorrow is "What would love do now?"

The purpose of life is to know, and to recreate, Who You Are.

Father, help me never to place judgment upon another and then only upon the merit therein.

_there is rapidly developing a soil shortage on your planet. That is, you are running out of good soil in which to grow your food. This is because soil needs time to reconstitute itself, and your corporate farmers have no time. They want land that is producing, producing, producing. So the age-old practice of alternating growing fields from season to season is being abandoned or shortened. To make up for the loss of time, chemicals are being dumped into the land in order to render it fertile faster. Yet in this, as with all things, you cannot develop an artificial substitute for Mother Nature which comes even close to providing what She provides.

You are afraid to die, and you__e afraid to live. What a way to exist.