“My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.”

Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.

Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.

Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.

Remember. The way you make love is the way God will be with you.

Sit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, “Be more silent.” As that happens, your soul starts to revive.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.

Wherever you stand, be the Soul of that place.

Love is the bridge between you and everything.

Your breath touched my soul and I saw beyond all limits.

Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere?

If Light Is In Your Heart You Will Find Your Way Home.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

I know you’re tired but come, this is the way.

You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?

The cure for pain is in the pain.