The testing of good and bad is in order that the gold may boil and bring the scum to the top.

I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my Soul.

Deep in the HEART every mystery of spirit is hidden.

What is planted in each person's soul will sprout.

Don't be sad! Because God sends hope in the most desperate moments. Don't forget, the heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.

When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.

I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay. The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within. Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart; Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.