Those doing soul work, who want the searing truth more than solace or applause, know each other right away. Those who want something else turn and take a seat in another room. Soul-makers find each other’s company.

My soul is my guide, for my soul is of that abode. I will not speak of the earthly. I am of the unknown

The Earth turns to Gold, in the hands of the wise.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances

Ground yourself, strip yourself down, To blind loving Silence

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. Cleverness is mere opinion. Bewilderment brings intuitive knowledge.