Be with those who help your being.
I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved
Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty: Having nothing and wanting nothing.
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you.
What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.