This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.

The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.

Patience is the key to joy.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed.

If you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

Who says the eternal being does not exist? Who says the sun has gone out? Someone who climbs up on the roof and closes his eyes tight, and says, I don't see anything.

I have found the heart and will never leave This house of light.