Deep in the HEART every mystery of spirit is hidden.

What is the heart? It is not human and it is not imaginary. I call it you.

The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.

Be with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.

You are the root of heaven, the morning star, the bright moon, the house of endless Love

Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.

My soul gave me good counsel, teaching me to love. Love was for me a delicate thread stretched between two adjacent pegs, but now it has been transformed into a halo, its first is its last, and its last is its first. It encompases every being, slowly expanding to embrace all that ever will be.