Where am I going ?

Where am I going ?
I won't know until I get there ..duhhhhh !

Byron Katie gets me to look at what IS and a whole new world opens up.
www.thework.com

Some of Katie's quotes :

You move totally away from reality when you believe that there is a legitimate reason to suffer.
Reality is always kinder than the story we tell about it.
I’m very clear that everyone in the world loves me. I just don’t expect them to realize it yet.
For me, reality is God, because it rules.
An unquestioned mind is the world of suffering.
Personalities don’t love—they want something.
Sanity doesn't suffer, ever.
You are what exists before all stories. You are what remains when the story is understood.
I’m a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality.
Everyone is a mirror image of yourself—your own thinking coming back at you.
“I don’t know” is my favorite position.
What is is. You don’t get a vote. Haven’t you noticed?
Until you look forward to criticism, your Work’s not done.
If I had a prayer, it would be this: “God spare me from the desire for love, approval, and appreciation. Amen.”
Thoughts aren’t personal. They just appear, like raindrops. Would you argue with a raindrop?
You either believe what you think or you question it. There’s no other choice.
There are no new stressful thoughts. They’re all recycled.
Stress is an alarm clock that lets you know you’ve attached to something not true for you.
We do only three things in life: we sit, we stand, we lie horizontal. The rest is just a story.
The teacher you need is the person you’re living with.
If I think you’re my problem, I’m insane.
The world is my perception of it. I see and hear only through the filter of my story.
There’s only one thought to question: the one appearing now.
When I argue with reality, I lose—but only 100% of the time.
Everyone and everything is doing its job perfectly—no mistake.
Ultimately, I am all I can know.
Until we know that death is equal to life, we live in fear.
When I am perfectly clear, what is is what I want.
Arguing with reality is like trying to teach a cat to bark—hopeless.
How do I know that I don’t need what I want? I don’t have it.
We fear only what we haven’t understood.
There are no physical problems—only mental ones.
We never make a decision. When the time is right, the decision makes itself.
The miracle of love comes to us in the presence of the uninterpreted moment.
The last story: God is everything, God is good.
No one can hurt me—that’s my job.
When they attack you and you notice that you love them with all your heart, your Work is done.
Forgiveness is realizing that what you thought happened, didn't.
Seeking love keeps you from the awareness that you already have it—that you are it.
Have you asked you?
Everything happens for me, not to me.
We say to others only what we need to hear.
I don’t let go of concepts—I question them. Then they let go of me.
Nothing you believe is true. To know this is freedom.
If you want to see the love of your life, look in the mirror.
Reality is always the story of a past, and what I love about the past is—it’s over.
We suffer only until we realize that we can’t know anything.
You can only see what you believe— nothing else is possible.
I could find only three kinds of business in the world—mine, yours, and God’s. Whose business are you in?
No one has ever been angry at another human being—we’re only angry at our story of them.
Gratitude is what we are without a story.