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.

Come Dance with Me , come dance.

Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.

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.

How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!

People say that the soul, on hearing the song of creation, entered the body, but in reality the soul itself was the song.

Your life within God's arms, Your dance within God's arms, Is already Perfect!