Stop praying and beating your chest. What I want you to do is go out into the world and enjoy your life. I want you to live, to sing, to have fun, and to delight in everything I created for you.

Stop going to those gloomy, dark, and cold temples that you built yourself and believe to be my home. My house is in the mountains, in the woods, in the rivers, on the beaches. That’s where I live and express my love for you.

Stop blaming me for your miserable life; I never told you that you were a sinner. Stop reading those so-called sacred scriptures that have nothing to do with me. If you can’t read me in a sunrise, in a landscape, in the eyes of your friends, in the eyes of your little child... you won’t find me in any book.

Stop being so afraid of me. I don’t judge you, I don’t criticize you, I don’t get angry, I don’t get annoyed, and I don’t punish you. I am pure love.

Stop asking for forgiveness. There is nothing to forgive. If I made you... I filled you with passions, limitations, pleasures, feelings, needs, inconsistencies, free will. How could I punish you for being who you are, if I’m the one who made you?

Do you really think I could create a place to burn all of my children who don’t behave well for all eternity? What kind of God would do that?

Forget any kind of commandments — they are tricks to manipulate you, to control you, and only create guilt within you. Respect your neighbor, and don’t do to others what you wouldn’t want for yourself.

The only thing I ask of you is to pay attention to your life; let your awareness be your guide. You are absolutely free to make your life a heaven or a hell.

Stop believing in me... believing is assuming, imagining. I don’t want you to believe in me. I want you to feel me within you — when you kiss your beloved, when you wrap your child in a blanket, when you pet your dog, when you bathe in the sea.

Stop praising me! What kind of egotistical God do you think I am? Do you feel grateful? Show it by taking care of yourself, your health, your relationships, your world. Express your joy! That’s how you praise me.

Stop complicating everything and repeating like a parrot what others taught you about me. Don’t look for me outside — you won’t find me there. Look for me within... that’s where I am, within you.