Muhammad says, 'Love of one's country is a part of the faith.' But don't take that literally! Your real 'country' is where you're heading, not where you are. Don't misread that hadith.

Be silent. That heart speaks without tongue or lips.

All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

To love is human. To feel pain is human. Yet to still love despite the pain is pure angel.

Love Is the Treasure The temple of love is not love itself; True love is the treasure, Not the walls about it. Do not admire the decoration, But involve yourself in the essence, The perfume that invades and touches you- The beginning and the end. Discovered, this replaces all else, The apparent and the unknowable. Time and space are slaves to this presence.

O, Great Spirit, open my eyes, open heart's wings, open my ears to your voice in all things.

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.