What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
Your separation from God is the hardest work you will ever do.
I rarely let the word NO escape from my mouth, because it is so plain to my soul that God has shouted, Yes! Yes! Yes! To every luminous movement in existence.
Come in, my dearFrom that harsh worldThat has rained elements of stoneUpon your tender face.Every soulShould receive a toast from usFor bravery!
Love is simply creation's greatest joy.
On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.
The world is like an eye, a beard, a spot of beauty and eyebrow, Where each thing is neatly in place.
