Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with the heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with the heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
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.
Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore, not by book, nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries comes after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart.
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
O soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
My Place is the placeless, my trace is the traceless; ‘I’ is neither body nor soul, for ‘I’ belong to the soul of the Beloved. I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one; One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with the heart and soul there is no such thing as separation!