Every object, every being...is a jar full of delight.

Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you...you are -we all are-the beloved of the beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life , the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.

Inside any deep asking is the answering.

Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.

Practice patience; it is the essence of praise. Have patience, for that is true worship. No other worship is worth as much. Have patience; patience is the key to all relief.

Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.

Intellect in its effort to explain Love got stuck in the mud like an ass. Love alone could explain love and loving.