I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty. Today is such a day.

From the moment you entered this world of existence, a ladder was put in front of you so you could escape.

Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.

You have been hiding so long aimlessly drifting in the sea of my love Even so You have always been connected to me Connected, revealed in the known in the unmanifest I am life itself