As You Start To Walk On The

Journey From The Self To The Self And Find The Mine Of Gold. Leave Behind What Is Sour And Bitter And Move Toward The Sweet.

There Is A Community Of The Spirit . . . Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held . . . Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking . . . Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey To The Ocean Of Meanings.... Leave And Don't Look Away From The Sun As You Go, In Whose Light You're Sometimes Crescent, Sometimes Full.

Grace Comes To Forgive And Then Forgive Again.

No One Knows What Makes The Soul Wake Up So Happy! Maybe A Dawn Breeze Has Blown The Veil From The Face Of God.