The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love. |
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance, in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free. |
The desire to know your own soul. will end all other desires. |
Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and him. |
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation. |
You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop. |
As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears. |
The wound is the place where the Light enters you. |
As you start to walk on the way, the way appears. |
The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore. |