Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, we are indeed in heaven.

Those doing soul work, who want the searing truth more than solace or applause, know each other right away. Those who want something else turn and take a seat in another room. Soul-makers find each other’s company.

Look past your thoughts, so you may drink the pure nectar of This Moment.

God (in His mercy) accepts false coin.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.

Knowledge that is acquired is not like this. Those who have it worry if audiences like it or not. It's a bait for popularity. Disputational knowing wants customers. It has no soul... The only real customer is God. Chew quietly your sweet sugarcane God-Love, and stay playfully childish.