Everything has to do with loving and not loving.
Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.
O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, Be all – worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance, Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares – Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
When the light returns to its source, it takes nothing of what it has illuminated.
Fasting blinds the body in order to open the eyes of your soul.
Appear as you are, or be as you appear.