Those who are pure in heart achieve God-consciousness; they are truly and actually aware of God at the centre of their being.
The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendour you need to burn in the fire of love.
Nothing I say can explain to you divine love. Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.