God Is Not Remote From Us. He

We May, Perhaps, Imagine That The Creation Was Finished Long Ago. But That Would Be Quite Wrong. It Continues Still More Magnificently, And At The Highest Levels Of The World.

God Is Not Remote From Us. He Is At The Point Of My Pen, My (pick) Shovel, My Paint Brush, My (sewing) Needle - And My Heart And Thoughts.

Driven By The Forces Of Love, The Fragments Of The World Seek Each Other So That The World May Come Into Being. ... The Universal Gravity Of Bodies, ... Is Merely The Reverse Or Shadow Of That Which Really Moves Nature. Love In All Its Subtleties Is Nothing More, And Nothing Less, Than The More Or Less Direct Trace Marked On The Heart Of The Element By The Psychical Convergence Of The Universe Upon Itself.

Joy Is The Sheer Evidence Of God.

Humanity Has Been Sleeping-and Still Sleeps-lulled Within The Narrowly Confining Joys Of Its Little Closed Loves. In The Depths Of The Human Multitude There Slumbers An Immense Spiritual Power Which Will Manifest Itself Only When We Have Learnt How To Break Through The Dividing Walls Of Our Egoism And Raise Ourselves Up To An Entirely New Perspective, So That Habitually And In A Practical Fashion We Fix Our Gaze On The Universal Realities.