Pause. How did the rose ever open its heart and give this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of light against its being, otherwise we all remain too frightened. Hafiz. “How Did The Rose.” From … Continued
Pause. Quiet yourself. Reach out with your mind’s skillful hand. Let it go inside of me and touch God. Don’t be shy, dear. Every aspect of Light we are meant to know. The calm hand holds … Continued
Pause. I was sad one day and went for a walk; I sat in a field. A rabbit noticed my condition and came near. It often does not take more than that to help at times – to … Continued
Pause. In my soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church where I kneel. Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist. Is there not a region of love where the … Continued
Pause. Your body is a divine stream, as is your spirit. When your two great rivers merge, one voice is found and the earth applauds in excitement. Shrines are erected to those songs the hand and heart … Continued
Pause. I stood before a silk worm one day. And that night my heart said to me, “I can do things like that, I can spin skies, I can be woven into love that can bring warmth to people; … Continued
Pause. On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty. Today is such a day. My eyes are like the sun that makes promises: the promise of life … Continued
Pause. A man standing on two logs in a river might do all right floating with the current while humming in the now. Though if one log is tied to a camel, who is also heading south along the … Continued
Pause. The sky gave me its heart because it knew mine was not large enough to care for the earth the way it did.Why is it we think of God so much? Why is there so much talk about love? … Continued
Pause. The sun hears the field talking about effort and the sun smiles, and whispers to Me, “Why don’t the fields just rest, for I am willing to do Everything to help them grow?” Rest, my dears, in Prayer. St. … Continued