These visions which I saw were not in sleep nor in dreams, nor in my imagination nor by bodily eyes or outward ears nor in a hidden place; but in watching, aware with the pure eyes of the mind and inner ear of the heart.
God has arranged everything in the universe in consideration of everything else.
Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.
The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!
Rivers of living water are to be poured out over the whole world, to ensure that people, like fishes caught in a net, can be restored to wholeness.
Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.
There is the music of Heaven in all things.
Divinity is in its omniscience and omnipotence like a wheel, a circle, a whole, that can neither be understood, nor divided, nor begun nor ended.
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.
Just as a circle embraces all that is within it, so does the God-head embrace all. No one has the power to divide this circle, to surpass it, or to limit it.
When one’s thoughts are neither frivolous nor flippant, when one’s thoughts are neither stiff-necked nor stupid, but rather, are harmonious – they habitually render physical calm and deep insight.
With nature’s help, humankind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining.
Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.
Love abounds in all things, excels from the depths to beyond the stars, is lovingly disposed to all things. She has given the king on high the kiss of peace.
I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.
Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music...
The soul is a breath of living spirit, that with excellent sensitivity, permeates the entire body to give it life. Just so, the breath of the air makes the earth fruitful. Thus the air is the soul of the earth, moistening it, greening it.
The word stands for the body, but the symphony stands for the spirit.
When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.
All of creation is a song of praise to God.