Deep In Our Hearts, The Light Of

Journeys Bring Power And Love Back Into You. If You Can't Go Somewhere, Move In The Passageways Of The Self. They Are Like Shafts Of Light, Always Changing, And You Change When You Explore Them.

Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts A Mirror Up To Where You're Bravely Working.

Beyond The Rightness Or Wrongness Of Things There Is A Field, I'll Meet You There

There Are A Thousand Ways To Kneel And Kiss The Ground; There Are A Thousand Ways To Go Home Again.

The Heart Has Its Own Language. The Heart Knows A Hundred Thousand Ways To Speak.