What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.
We often need to be refreshed.
Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.
The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.
You have forgotten the One who doesn't care about ownership, who doesn't try to turn a profit from every human exchange.
Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.