Intuition is perception via the unconscious that brings forth ideas, images, new possibilities and ways out of blocked situations.

Part of the human Self or Soul is not subject to laws of space and time.

The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole.

The mind has grown to its present state of consciousness as an acorn grows into an oak, or as saurians developed into mammals.

Somewhere there was once a Flower, a Stone, a Crystal, a Queen, a King, a Palace, a Lover and his Beloved, and this was long ago, on an Island somewhere in the ocean 5,000 years ago. . . . Such is Love, the Mystic Flower of the Soul. This is the Center, the Self.

Embrace your grief. For there, your soul will grow.

Primitive superstition lies just below the surface of even the most tough-minded individuals, and it is precisely those who most fight against it who are the first to succumb to its suggestive effects.