Be with those who help your being.
Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.
We can't help being thirsty, moving toward the voice of water. Milk drinkers draw close to the mother. Muslims, Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus, shamans, everyone hears the intelligent sound and moves with thirst to meet it.
One drop of that ocean is Hope, and the rest is fear.
Dance when you're perfectly free.
Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.