In Every Religion There Is Love, Yet

Your Body Is Woven From The Light Of Heaven.

What Does This Patch-sewing Mean You Ask? Eating And Drinking. The Heavy Cloak Of The Body Is Always Getting Torn. You Patch It With Food And Other Ego-satisfactions.

And Watch Two Men Washing Clothes, One Makes Dry Clothes Wet. The Other Makes Wet Clothes Dry. They Seem To Be Thwarting Each Other, But Their Work Is A Perfect Harmony. Every Holy Person Seems To Have A Different Doctrine And Practice, But There's Really Only One Work.

This World Is Full Of Remedies. But You Have No Remedy Until God Opens A Window For You. You May Not Be Aware Of That Remedy Just Now. In The Hour Of Need It Will Be Made Clear To You. The Prophet Said God Made A Remedy For Every Pain.

In Fact, My Soul And Yours Are The Same, You Appear In Me, I In You.