Love’s Secret Is Always Lifting

Be A Spot Of Ground Where Nothing Is Growing, Where Something Might Be Planted, A Seed, Possibly, From The Absolute.

In Order To Understand The Dance One Must Be Still. And In Order To Truly Understand Stillness One Must Dance.

There Is A City In Which You Find Everything You Desire-handsome People, Pleasures, Ornaments Of Every Kind-all That The Natural Person Craves. However, You Cannot Find A Single Wise Person There.

Pilgrimage To The Place Of The Wise Is To Find Escape From The Flame Of Separateness.

When Water Gets Caught In Habitual Whirlpools, Dig A Way Out Through The Bottom Of The Ocean.