Gratitude for The Work

I’ve been thinking of you and sitting in gratitude for all that seemed to come from my meeting you. This strong feeling arose this morning as I was speaking with my sister. She was telling me all the ways her daughter was not up to being a mother. As I listened what arose in my mind was that she was out of her business. I mentioned that in a gentle and loving way. Something lit up in her, and it seemed to rock her world with understanding and clarity. She understood how she was living what our mother showed her and passing it on to her child who was then passing on to her children. That insight seemed to disintegrate our family karma.

Similar awareness and clarity has shown itself daily, and for that I am grateful. The Work has pointed me to a freedom and happiness I knew existed and with thirty years of meditation, studying the wisdom texts, translating them as well, chanting, and other practices, The Work has been the Crown Jewel of freedom. There is a peace in me that is present and never leaves.

Thank you for all of this, my Dear Friend.
I love you, Katie.


Photos from Russia

The Work in Russia

Dearest Katie,

First day of The Work immersion in Moscow. Look at these beautiful faces! So much gratitude to you for sharing the gift of The Work. So many amazing stories…


Video— Free Will: An Illusion

Valeria asks Byron Katie, “What do you mean when you say ‘We’re not thinking; we’re being thought’?”

“It’s just something I throw out there to help you understand that you don’t have control—to see for yourself how much control you have over the thoughts that appear in your mind,” Katie says. “In my world, I have none. Zero.”

“That works for me,” Katie says, “because I understand that the universe is friendly. I understand our true nature. So I don’t need to have control. It’s okay not to.”

“So where is our free will?” Valeria asks.

“It’s an illusion,” Katie says.

“Wow,” Valeria says. “Then the only thing we can do is identify the thinking, question it, and then decide.”

“Yes,” Katie says, “and then see what you’re left with,” Katie says with a big smile.


Find a Judge-Your-Neighbor worksheet, here.

Letter: “My son has a grudge”

Dearest Katie;

My 28 yr old son, the one with the brain tumor, is breaking me down. He has a grudge and he’s going to make me listen. Recently he had a series of seizures and resulting brain swelling that left him weakened on his right side and unable to find words to complete his sentences. His tumor is progressing with its own life and growing and impacting him more all the time. So last week he wrote a letter for me to read. He says it explains everything, about how I’ve never listened to him, and that I’ve lied to him, and refused to believe him, and smothered him, and made him look like a fool. He is going to make me read his letter. Even though he requires 24-hour care now and has come to stay with me since last Monday, he says he will leave and find someone else to live with, if I don’t read his letter, and if I don’t change. I can find it all, Katie. I listened to him today and I was able to say “Thank you.” He told me, “You’re not always right.” And I said, “Thank you” and I meant it. And he said he felt better and calmer because he was able to tell me all this today.

I don’t know if this was anything like what you went through with your children. I remember you saying that after you found The Work, they came and told you all the awful things you had done to them. I’m not sure how to stand this, but I’m trying. Thank you for The Work.

My son is a gift. He’s going to give me my life. Last Monday, I mentioned that I’d get him his hair clippers from his house and bring them to him. He looked at me and said, “How do you know where they are?” I said, “Wow, you’re really suspicious.” And I proceeded to tell him I’d seen them when I had picked up some of his things the day before. And right then I saw it all, Katie. He never said a word, and suddenly I understood that he was just asking a question, to get an answer. And that I was the one with the story. I had no business judging that he asked the question because he was suspicious. And it isn’t my business if he is. I’ve been thinking about that several times a day since. I’ve been doing this to him, and to everyone I’ve ever cared about or just been around, all my life. How did these people stand me like this, the way I have been? Finally I am beginning to get it when you say something like “until you look forward to criticism, your Work isn’t done.” I’m looking forward to noticing the next thing, when I feel the criticism, so I can see if it really is criticism.

My son is a gift; I know that, because he’s going to give me peace. But he still causes me pain, when he talks to me the way he did today. I feel the pain coming and I notice it can fall away. I’m not there yet, but I have no choice but to listen to him, and try to remember it’s not personal. Thank you for The Work.


Dearest Jane,

You are very brave, sweetheart. My eyes are welling up with love, gratitude, and admiration as I read your e-mail. Yes, I love that you do a Worksheet on your son each day and witness love expand and continue to experience the gift of your son as he continues to grow you. Continue until your heart bursts open with love and your eyes can’t stop filling with gratitude.

In deepest gratitude for your courage and love in this world,
Byron Katie

Letter: Grandma and the School for The Work

Greetings, Byron Katie,

This is Rwanda, just wanted to let you know that my grandmother, Mrs. Leatha Sneed, just died at the age of 96. She loved The Work. We talked of it often and she stayed on the battle field of sharing with others The Work of love and its freedom. Grandma Sneed was freed at your School for The Work in Miami and lived in freedom every day thereafter. She was freed from things that she encountered during her childhood, and the prominent days of racism in the South, multiple molestations and rape because of her skin color. She talked continuously of love, love, love.

We had a family prayer call every morning at 7 a.m., and when asked how was she doing today, she would always say, “I’m blessed and highly favored.” She was the matriarch of 5 generations, the oldest of 12 children, leaving 3 siblings alive. She will be missed by her family, because there was never an event that she wasn’t present at.

Just wanted to let you know the part you played in freeing my grandmother and allowing her to live in peace within herself and to live in the purpose she was called for.

Love you always, Katie, for The Work you do and for being the one to give it to others!!!

Dearest Rwanda,

All is well and all is well, angel. Thank you for writing, and know that I am celebrating your grandmother’s life, death and her freedom. I send deepest gratitude to you for all the love and peace that you two have lived, shared, and made possible in this world. You and I and all of us who were blessed enough to encounter her at The School will continue to celebrate the life, love, and generosity of our beloved Grandma Leatha Sneed.

Blessings be to you and your family, and I am sending to you what is already yours, as I cannot do more than that, and that is love.

In joy and gratitude,
Byron Katie

From the Buddha’s Dhammapada

(freely translated by Stephen Mitchell)

Mind creates the world;
what you see arises with your thoughts.
If you speak and act with a confused mind,
trouble will follow you as certainly
as a cart follows the ox that pulls it.

Mind creates the world;
what you see arises with your thoughts.
If you speak and act with a clear mind,
happiness will follow you as certainly
as your own shadow in sunlight.

“It’s his fault.” “She shouldn’t have done that.”
Believe such thoughts, and you live in resentment.

“It’s his fault.” “She shouldn’t have done that.”
Question such thoughts, and you live in freedom.

Anger teaches anger.
Fear results in more fear.
Only understanding can lead to peace.
This is the ancient law.

Thanks for Your Support

Here is a letter from a young woman who was falling into despair.

Your generous donations to the Work Foundation allow me to offer her (and so many people like her) scholarships to the School for The Work and Turnaround House, and I am so very grateful for that.


I am writing you because I am very close to giving up. My best friend told me about The Work. I am suffering from a deep depression and binge eating. This has been going on for three solid years now. I have had much trauma in my young life. Everything from surviving the Columbine Massacre to rape, to abuse, to self destruction. I keep trying to run from it, but I can’t run from me. What I need from you is a scholarship for the 28 day Turnaround House program. I don’t have 20,000 dollars. I have a little money in savings. But not enough. I am so scared that I am going to just give up. I need help. Thank you for your time and I look forward to hearing from you soon.

Thanks, S.

Again, thank you, family, for supporting this Work as it enters the lives of so many families.
Love, kt

A Letter from Mexico City

Hi my dearest Katie:

How are you? I am in a new wonderful adventure, we left Tijuana and now are living in México City, where all my family live.

What I am first learning is to meditate during traffic, it is so kind that people honk when it is time to go through, there is always support he he he. I love this!

You know girl that in México we do not have a special day for being thankful, and it is a beautiful way for stopping and appreciate and being greatful with the people who has touched my life.

I have decided to adopt this day.

So I just wanted you to know that I have been blessed since the day I met you, thank you for you being in this world, because of you my mother is the dearest, my sister has become the best instead of my enemy, I have fallen in love with my husband, Tijuana became the best city to live in, I returned with peace and joy to Mexico city, I am so excited to live now just with my clothes, a few pots and pans, and my bed and I don´t need any more!, that I see and feel abundance everywhere I go, and the best of all, I am at peace and in love with myself.

Thank you my master of love for your legacy and I am passing it on. Today I am in Guanajuato and on Sunday I am giving The Work. Next week I will be in Vegas giving a workshop in 4 days to some amazing Latino people over there.

This is moving, this is flowing, this . . . is love.

My heart is full of gratitude, thank you for the best gift I have ever received. I don´t say to God to bless you, now I do not dictate to him to whom he should bless. Instead I see that you are blessed

I love you and send you the kindest kiss to your beautiful heart.