What a Joy, to travel the way of the heart

There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in it.

‎Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out and rise out of your body to hang suspended between the worlds.

If you wish to shine like day, burn up the night of self-existence. Dissolve in the Being who is everything.

Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?

Loaves of bread remind us of sunlight, but when we are inside that orb,we lose interest in building ovens,in millwork and the preparation of fields before the planting.