The fault is in the one who blames. Spirit sees nothing to criticize.

God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means of opposites so that you will have two wings to fly, not one.

This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.

Each moment from all sides rushes to us the call to love. We are running to contemplate its vast green field. Do you want to come with us?

Let the beauty we love do what we do.

When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.