Love Is The Reality, And

Let Yourself Be Silently Drawn By The Strange Pull Of What You Really Love. It Will Not Lead You Astray.

Neither This Body Am I, Nor Soul, Nor These Fleeting Images Passing By, Nor Concepts And Thoughts, Mental Images, Nor Yet Sentiments And The Psyche's Labyrinth. Who Then Am I? A Consciousness Without Origin, Not Born In Time, Nor Begotten Here Below. I Am That Which Was, Is And Ever Shall Be, A Jewel In The Crown Of The Divine Self, A Star In The Firmament Of The Luminous One.

A Mountain Keeps An Echo Deep Inside Itself. That's How I Hold Your Voice.

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.

When You Go Through A Hard Period, When Everything Seems To Oppose You, ... When You Feel You Cannot Even Bear One More Minute, Never Give Up! Because It Is The Time And Place That The Course Will Divert!