You Wander From Room To Room Hunting

Nothing Is Meaningful Except Surrendering To Love. Do It.

The Body's A Mirror Of Heaven: Its Energies Make Angels Jealous. Our Purity Astounds Seraphim. Devils Shiver At Our Nerve.

True Beauty Is A Ray That Springs From The Sacred Depths Of The Soul.

Whatever You Are Looking For Can Only Be Found Inside Of You.

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.