There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.
Your calling my name is My reply. Your longing for Me is My message to you.
I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.
To love is human. To feel pain is human. Yet to still love despite the pain is pure angel.
No one can tell if I’m laughing or weeping. I wonder myself.
There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.