The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.

Walk out like someone suddenly born into colour. Do it now.

Your calling my name is My reply. Your longing for Me is My message to you.

There's a path from your HEART to mine.

Those who don't feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of springwater or take in sunset like a supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

Be silent. That heart speaks without tongue or lips.

Once we were particles of Light, now we are Beings of Light, radiating Love.