“Therefore, the only hand you can ever shake is your own. The only street you can walk on is yours. The only thing you can ever love is yourself. You meet yourself in everything you see. Your life is a liberated existence the second that you know it is. Your joy, will, and wants can never be separate from those of Source, because you are Source, and Source is you. There is no sculptor in the sky designing your life for you, because the sculptor in the sky is you.”
