The Soul Lives There In The Silent

No Prayer Is Complete Without Presence.

Come Into My Eyes, And Look At Me Through Them, For I Have Chosen A Home Far Beyond What Eyes Can See.

There Comes A Holy And Transparent Time When Every Touch Of Beauty Opens The Heart To Tears. This Is The Time The Beloved Of Heaven Is Brought Tenderly On Earth. This Is The Time Of The Opening Of The Rose.

He Has Afflicted You From Every Direction In Order To Pull You Back To The Directionless.

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.