Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands look for something, will find it.
Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.
Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.
Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.
There is a path from me to you that I am constantly looking for.
Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.