Doing as others told me, I was Blind. Coming when others called me, I was Lost. Then I left everyone, myself as well. Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.
Let yourself be gently pulled by the deeper desire of what you want.
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Be a helpful friend, and you will become a green tree with always new fruit, always deeper journeys into love.
I am in the House of Mercy, and my heart is a place of prayer.
There is a basket of fresh bread on your head, yet you go door to door asking for crusts.