My boat strikes something deep. At first sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; Or perhaps everything has happened. and I am sitting in my new life.

There is no room for hypocrisy. Why use bitter soup for healing when sweet water is everywhere?

Journey from the self to the Self and find the mine of gold. Leave behind what is sour and bitter and move toward the sweet.

I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my Soul.

Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it. It will turn to gold. Resurrection will be now. Every moment, a new beauty.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

They say 'He cannot be found'. Something that cannot be 'found' is what I desire.