Your house is your larger body.

Sit by me, my beloved, and listen to my heart; smile, for your happiness is a symbol of our future.

You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life.

Seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line. For self is a sea boundless and measureless.

My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence. The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.

How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.

How beautiful to find a heart that loves you, without asking you for anything, but to be okay.