This habit of assimilating what pleased me and giving it out again as my own appears in much of my early correspondence and my first attempts at writing.
On the other hand, if you treat error with hatredcondemning it to hell, the bitter poison in your own heart will end up condemning you to hell.
I used to sit in my mother's lap all day long and keep my hands on her face because it amused me to feel the motions of her lips; and I moved my lips, too, although I had forgotten what talking was.
After awhile the need of some means of communication became so urgent that these outbursts occurred daily, sometimes hourly.
Just ask any bitter male whose action oriented, innate provider instinct energy has been played one too many times by manipulative, cunning females.
Everything fascinated me, especially the French bronzes.
It was difficult to make me understand this; but when I did understand I was astonished and grieved.
Be mindful of the direction any New Age belief system or practice is trying to steer people.
A day or two afterward I was stringing beads of different sizes in symmetrical groups—two large beads, three small ones, and so on.