Don't try to steer the boat. Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent. You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear, And if you do speak, ask for explanations.

I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing

Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing.

Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and the ruby came from a stone.

In Silence there is eloquence.

You're water. We're the millstone. You're wind. We're dust blown up into shapes. You're spirit. We're the opening and closing of our hands. You're the clarity. We're the language that tries to say it. You're joy. We're all the different kinds of laughing.

Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.