Peace is wonderful, but / ecstatic dance is more fun / and less narcissistic
Inside any deep asking is the answering.
Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.
There are many ways to the Divine. I have chosen the ways of song, dance, and laughter.
Flattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind - Now that’s a blessing.