Criticism Polishes My Mirror.

Ignorance Is God's Prison. Knowing Is God's Palace

The Ground's Generosity Takes In Our Compost And Grows Beauty! Try To Be More Like The Ground.

The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us, ‘you Are Joy!’

Every Object And Being In The Universe Is A Jar Overflowing With Wisdom And Beauty,a Drop Of The Tigris That Cannot Be Contained By Any Skin. Every Jarful Spills And Makes The Earth More Shining, As Though Covered In Satin... Make Peace With The Universe. Take Joy In It. It Will Turn To Gold. Resurrection Will Be Now. Every Moment, A New Beauty.

I Didn't Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can't Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here Will Have To Take Me Home.