We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. I want to hold you close like a lute, so that we can cry out with loving. Would you rather throw stones at a mirror? I am your mirror and here are the stones.

The ground submits to the sky and suffers whatever comes. Tell me, is the Earth worse for giving in like that?

Stay with friends who support you in these. Talk with them about sacred texts, and how you are doing, and how they are doing, and keep your practices together.

If you put on shoes that are too tight and walk out across an empty plain, you will not feel the freedom of the place unless you take off your shoes. Your shoe-constriction has you confined. At night before sleeping you take off the tight shoes, and your soul releases into a place it knows. Dreams glide deeper.

Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses.

Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.

If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.