Appear as you are, or be as you appear.
There is no reality but God , says the completely surrendered sheik, who is an ocean for all beings.
The light which shines in the eye is really the light of the heart.
Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Ways of worshipping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another . . . It's all praise, and it's all right.