I used to think quotes like this were a
bunch of crap. I also didn’t understand
what the hell they were talking about. I
mean, not that I cared. I was too cool.
What little I knew about the selfhelp/spiritual world I found to be
it reeked of
desperation, rah-rah churchiness and
unwanted hugs from unappealing
strangers. And don’t even get me started
on how grouchy I used to be about God.
At the same time, there was all this
stuff about my life that I desperately
wanted to change and, had I been able to
bulldoze through my holier-than-thouism,
I could have really used some help
around here. I mean, overall I was doing
pretty well—I’d published a couple of
books, had lots of great friends, a close
family, an apartment, a car that ran, food,
teeth, clothes, clean drinking water—
compared to the majority of the planet,
my life was a total cream puff. But
compared to what I knew I was capable
of, I was, shall we say, unimpressed. Download for free bellow.