Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.

Where you are, whatever your condition is; Always try to be a lover.

If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill let yourself fall ill.

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

When you lose all sense of self the bonds of a thousands chains will vanish. Lose yourself completely, return to the root of the root of your own soul.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

The only thing that will keep you from finding that which you seek is calling off the search.