Why should I be weary when every cell of my body is bursting with life?

I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey… Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soul… Love says, “You are right, but don’t claim these changes. Remember, I am wind. You are an ember I ignite.

You have been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under and deeper under, a thousand times deeper. Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that? Do not put blankets over the drum. Open completely.

There is a moon inside every human being. Learn to be companions with it.

Speak a new language so that the world will be a new world.

Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind - Now that’s a blessing.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.