At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come, Iโll sit up and sing.
If you wish for light, Be ready to receive light.
When you see the setting, wait for the rising. Why worry about a sunset or a fading moon?
Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.
The rewards of life and devotion to God are love and inner rapture, and the capacity to receive the light of God.
Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged.