The world is a playground, and death is the night.
If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.
Finding faults is for those with tired minds.
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.
Ground yourself, strip yourself down, To blind loving Silence
Those who are pure in heart achieve God-consciousness; they are truly and actually aware of God at the center of their being (their heart). These sanctified individuals are said to be Possessors of the Heart.