Behind every atom of this world hides an infinite Universe.

In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.

Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Loves comes on strong, consuming herself unabashed. Yet in the midst of suffering love proceeds like a millstone, hard surfaced and straight forward. Having died to self interest, she risks everything and asks for nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestows. Without cause God gave us Being; without cause give it back again. Gambling yourself away is beyond any religion. Religion seeks grace and favor, but those who gamble these away are God's favorites, for they neither put God to the test nor knock at the door of gain and loss.

I learned that every mortal will taste death. But only some will taste life.

Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.

If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.

This silence, this moment, every moment, If it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.