If you are wholly perplexed and in straits, have patience, for patience is the key to joy.
This mirror inside me shows. I canโt say what, but I canโt not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.
With every breath, I plant the seeds of devotion, I am a farmer of the heart.
Silence gives answers.
Our purpose here on earth: to manifest the very nature of our spirit, which is touched by the spirit of God.
World power means nothing. Only the unsayable, jeweled inner life matters.