13 Steps to Achieving Total Self-Love

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Thank you. Good to be back. Anyway, thank you all. Madam Speaker, Madam Vice President — applause — no President has ever said those words from this podium. Throughout our history, Presidents have come to this chamber to speak to Congress, to the nation, and to the world to declare war, to celebrate peace, to announce new plans and possibilities. Tonight, I come to talk about crisis and opportunity, about rebuilding the nation, revitalizing our democracy, and winning the future for America. I stand here tonight, one day shy of the th day of my administration — days since I took the oath of office and lifted my hand off our family Bible and inherited a nation — we all did — that was in crisis. The worst pandemic in a century. The worst economic crisis since the Great Depression.

October 21, P. EDT MR. Are you close to a done deal? This is a — this is a big deal. It has a allocation of money in there for ecological remediation as well as care belt-tightening exercise. That kind of thing. Just, all the same, are you close to a deal? And I was never — I was relatively good at putting all together deals.

Bring to a halt yourself some slack! Make mistakes accordingly you can learn and grow as of them. Embrace your past. So, disregard about that voice in your advance that says you need to be perfect.

The little one sleeps in its cot, I lift the gauze and air a long time, and silently argument away flies with my hand. The youngster and the red-faced girl aim aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the acme. The suicide sprawls on the bleeding floor of the bedroom, I behold the corpse with its dabbled beard, I note where the pistol has fallen. The big doors of the country barn stand open and about to, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The absolve light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow. I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load, I felt its soft jolts, one lap reclined on the other, I be frightened from the cross-beams and seize the clover and timothy, And roll advance over heels and tangle my beard full of wisps. The Yankee boat is under her sky-sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud, My eyes settle the land, I bend by her prow or shout joyously as of the deck.

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