You have been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under and deeper under, a thousand times deeper. Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that? Do not put blankets over the drum. Open completely.

Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing.

Look at these worlds spinning out of nothingness. That is within your power.

I am so close, I may look distant. So completely mixed with you, I may look separate. So out in the open, I appear hidden. So silent, because I am constantly talking with you.

Love cannot be described. It must be tasted.

Search, no matter what situation you are in. O thirsty one, search for water constantly. Finally, the time will come when you will reach the spring.

Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.