Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.

Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Start now.

Deep in the HEART every mystery of spirit is hidden.

Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope, free of mountainous wanting.

We should ask God to help us toward manners. Inner gifts do not find their way to creatures without just respect.

Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.

Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.