I Merged So Completely With Love, And

There Is A Community Of The Spirit . . . Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held . . . Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking . . . Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

Your Depression Is Connected To Your Insolence And Refusal To Praise. Whoever Feels Himself Walking On The Path, And Refuses To Praise--that Man Or Woman Steals From Others Every Day--is A Shoplifter! The Sun Became Full Of Light When It Got Hold Of Itself. Angels Only Began Shining When They Achieved Discipline. The Sun Goes Out Whenever The Cloud Of Not-praising Comes. The Moment The Foolish Angel Felt Insolent, He Heard The Door Close.

I Am Pure Light, Not Just A Fistful Of Clay. The Shell Is Not Me, I Came As The Royal Pearl Within. Look At Me Not With Outward Eye But With Inward Vision Of The Heart; Follow Me There And See How Unencumbered We Become.

You Have Mourned Over Others; Now Sit Down For A While And Weep Over Your Own Self.

Forget Every Touch Or Sound That Did Not Teach You How To Dance