Submit to a daily practice. Your loyalty to that is a ring at the door. Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look out to see who’s there.
You are not your body; you are the eye. When you see the spirit, you are free of the body. A human being is an eye – the rest is just flesh and bones. Whatever your eye sees, you are that.
I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress – When by my dying did I ever grow less...
Looking up gives light, although at first it makes you dizzy.
The day is conscious of itself.
Give yourself completely to the one you call God. If you are not doing it you are wasting your time here.
There is some kiss we want with your whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling.
The mirror of the heart must be clear, so you can discern the ugly from the beautiful.
Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.
Even though in the world you are the most learned scholar of the time, Behold the vanishing of this world and this time!
If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.
Kill the cow of your ego as quickly as you can, so that your inner spirit can come to life and attain true awareness.
To become spiritual, you must die to self, and come alive in the Lord. Only then will the mysteries of God fall from your lips. To die to self through self-discipline causes suffering but brings you everlasting life.
Our purpose here on earth: to manifest the very nature of our spirit, which is touched by the spirit of God.
What is the mirror of Being? Non-being. Bring non-being as your gift, if you are not a fool.
A SEEING eye is better than three hundred blind men’s: The eye can distinguish pearls from pebbles.
Every prophet and every saint has a way, But all lead to God. All ways are really one.
Love is that flame that once kindled burns everything, and only the mystery and the journey remain.
The intellectual quest, though fine as pearl or coral, is not the spiritual search. That spiritual search is on another level. Spiritual wine is a different substance.
Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.