“I am so close, I may look distant.
So completely mixed with you, I may look separate.
So out in the open, I appear hidden.
So silent, because I am constantly talking with you.”
“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you,
not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.”
“What you seek is seeking you.”
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open?
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.
Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.