Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each

Darkness Is Your Candle. Your Boundaries Are Your Quest.

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.

Be Grateful For Your Life, Every Detail Of It, And Your Face Will Come To Shine Like A Sun, And Everyone Who Sees It Will Be Made Glad And Peaceful.

Any One In Love Will Have No Religion.

Come Into My Eyes, And Look At Me Through Them, For I Have Chosen A Home Far Beyond What Eyes Can See.