Actually, Your Soul And Mine Are The

All Your Restlessness Is Out Of Your Desire For Stillness Just Desire Restlessly, Then, Love Will Fill And Still You. All Your Unhealthiness Is Out Of Your Desire For Health, Just Abandon Health, Then, Even Poison Will Heal You.

Let Yourself Be Gently Pulled By The Deeper Desire Of What You Want.

Looking Up Gives Light, Although At First It Makes You Dizzy.

You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal It. You Must Tear Down Parts Of An Old Building To Restore It, And So It Is With A Sensual Life That Has No Spirit In It.

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.