“She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.”

We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.

They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.

Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.

When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.

Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.

Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.

She’s not free when she’s waiting for something she can’t control, so she ventures inwards making different decisions; searching for the untold.

The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.

In this moment I am me, as much as I’m ever going to be; I’m not a memory that can no longer be seen, for I am the seer that always has been.

You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.

Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.

It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.

Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.

Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.

Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.

Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.

The easiest and shortest way to God-realization is through the contact of a Sadguru, which means keeping the company or sahavas of such a Master, obeying him and serving him. This remedy is like a special express train which carries you straight to your destination.

There is no higher or lower goal. There is only one goal, Self-Realization.

He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and it is always thereby creating life.

You only have to start a job of work to realize how few decent, honest folk there are about.

You’re alive only once, as far as we know, and what could be worse than getting to the end of your life and realizing you hadn’t lived it?

Music is the sole domain in which man realizes the present.

She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.

She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.