I will be waiting here.... For your silence to break, For your soul to shake, For your love to wake!
Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.
There is no Love greater than Love with no object. For then you, yourself, have become love, itself.
This world is in deep trouble, from top to bottom. But it can be swiftly healed by the balm of love.
If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.
Knowest thou not the beauty of thine own face? Quit this temper that leads thee to war with thyself.
Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah…it makes absolutely no difference what people think of you.
I turn all thorn then, but you come back again and make my thorniness fragrant and pink and petaled.
There is no reality but God , says the completely surrendered sheik, who is an ocean for all beings.
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself
Purify yourself from the attributes of self, so that you may see your own pure, untarnished essence.