Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.
Wash the dust from your SOUl and HEART with wisdom's WATER.
I am so mad with love that mad men say to me - be still!
Love is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Imagine, a suspended ocean, riding on a cushion of ancient secrets.
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.
I can heal a broken heart with a smile.