Neale Donald Walsch Quotes

... if you repeat a thought, or say a word, over and over again-not once, not twice, but dozens, hundreds, thousands of times-do you have any idea of the creative power of that? A thought or a word expressed and expressed and expressed becomes just that-expressed. That is, pushed out. It becomes outwardly realized. It becomes your physical reality.

The soul is forever being. It is being what it is being, regardless of what the body is doing, not because of what it's doing. If you think your life is about doingness, you do not understand what you are about.

Science is empirical, all about physical senses that tell us about the world. But physical senses are not the only senses we have. Nobody has ever seen a thought. Nobody has ever seen a feeling. And yet thoughts and feelings are where we live our lives most immediately, and science cannot connect with that.

Substance must emanate from spirit and is nothing else than the record of the spirit's conception of itself finding expression in space and time.

Spirit is the life, the mind the builder the physical the result

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

Your job on Earth, therefore, is not to learn (because you already know), but to remember Who You Are. And to remember who everyone else is.

Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us. Everything else about us is dead machinery.

Your soul is Me, and it knows it. What it is doing, is trying to experience that. And what it is remembering is that the best way to have this experience is by not doing anything. There is nothing to do but to be.

With our thoughts we make the world.

You cannot experience what you don't know. And you don't know you are in "heaven" right now because you have not experienced it.

So much of your present experience is based on your previous thought. Thought leads to experience, which leads to thought, which leads to experience. This can produce constant joy when the Sponsoring Thought is joyous. It can, and does, produce continual hell when the Sponsoring Thought is hellatious.

Life is a creation, not a discovery.

Man never dies, nor is he ever born; bodies die, but he never dies.

Pain is a gift. Humanity, without pain, would know neither fear nor pity.

Pain and pleasure occur in consciousness and exist only there

There are vast realms of consciousness still undreamed of -vast ranges of experience, like humming of unseen harps, we know nothing of, within us.

Yet know this: there is no such thing as an incorrect path - for on this journey you cannot "not get" where you are going. It is simply a matter of speed-merely a question of when you will get there-yet even that is an illusion, for there is no "when," neither is there a "before" or "after." There is only now; an eternal moment of always in which you are experiencing yourself.

As body, mind, or soul, you are a dream; you really are Being, Consciousness, Bliss (satchidananda). You are the God of this universe.

Human thought can literally transform the physical world .. we are the masters of our own universe

When we try in good faith to believe in materialism, in the exclusive reality of the physical, we are asking our selves to step aside; we are disavowing the very realm where we exist and where all things precious are kept - the realm of emotion and conscience, of memory and intention and sensation.

Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you're alive.

Soul. The word rebounded to me, and I wondered, as I often had, what it was exactly. People talked about it all the time, but did anybody actually know? Sometimes I'd pictured it like a pilot light burning inside a person--a drop of fire from the invisible inferno people called God. Or a squashy substance, like a piece of clay or dental mold, which collected the sum of a person's experiences--a million indentations of happiness, desperation, fear, all the small piercings of beauty we've ever known.

According to this philosophy, each man consists of three parts - the body, the internal organ or the mind, and behind that, what is called the Atman, the Self.

What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.