Live In The Opening Where There Is

Water The Fruit Trees And Don’t Water The Thorns.

The Pure Heart Is A Spotless Mirror In Which Images Of Infinite Beauty Are Reflected.

There Is Someone Who Looks After Us From Behind The Curtain. In Truth We Are Not Here, This Is Our Shadow.

The Time Has Come To Turn Your Heart Into A Temple Of Fire.

Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do. There Are Hundreds Of Ways To Kneel And Kiss The Ground.