Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.

If it is bread that you seek, you will have bread. If it is the soul you seek, you will find the soul. If you understand this secret, you know you are that which you seek.

The rewards of life and devotion to God are love and inner rapture, and the capacity to receive the light of God.

What? Are you still pretending you are separate from the Beloved?

There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.

I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.