What did Michael Beckwith mean by: If the grass is greener somewhere else…start watering your own lawn! - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author Copy
+ The universe corresponds to the nature of your song. Feraz Zeid, August 21, 2023December 12, 2023, Michael Beckwith, Law Of Attraction, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ Our journey into consciousness of wealth begins with the realization that we have already arrived! Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Michael Beckwith, Journey, Realization, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ Naturally, when life’s lessons knock at the door of our life, happiness can be momentarily obscured. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Michael Beckwith, Doors, Happiness, Lessons, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ If you want love, love somebody. Feraz Zeid, October 23, 2023December 26, 2023, Michael Beckwith, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ This is the great Secret of life. Feraz Zeid, July 8, 2023December 12, 2023, Michael Beckwith, Law Of Attraction, Secret, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ Affirmations don’t make something happen; they make something welcome. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Michael Beckwith, Affirmation, Welcome, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ Don’t look for your dreams to come true; look to become true to your dreams. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Michael Beckwith, Dream, Wise Words, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
+ Your good is happening right now, even as you accept this statement of truth. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Michael Beckwith, Accepting, 0 - Michael Beckwith Spiritual teacher and author
The dry grasses are not dead for me. A beautiful form has as much life at one season as another. Explain - Henry David Thoreau Writer · USA
And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass. Explain - Henry David Thoreau Writer · USA
Reading Chaucer is like brushing through the dewy grass at sunrise. - James Russell Lowell Poet · USA
We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead. - Alexander Smith Poet · Scotland
I am the animal at the head of the pack. … I either get eaten, or I get the good grass. - David Tepper Manager · USA