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.
Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.
Beauty surrounds us.
Where lowland is, that’s where water goes. All medicine wants is pain to cure.
The universe and the light of the stars come through me.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
But listen to me. For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.
Travel brings power and love back into your life.
Remember. The way you make love is the way God will be with you.
I know you’re tired but come, this is the way.
And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?
All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.
A mountain keeps an echo deep inside. That’s how I hold your voice.
When someone is counting out gold for you, don’t look at your hands, or the gold. Look at the giver.
No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower. So the nightbirds will start singing.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
We love that s why life is full of so many wonderful gifts.
Within tears, find hidden laughter. Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one.