This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.
Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.
I am happy even before I have a reason.
Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred... Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.
Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.
Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.