Life's waters flow from darkness. Search the darkness, don't run from it.

Some suggestions for you :

You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck.

Try something different. Surrender.

Your breath touched my soul and I saw beyond all limits.

You are my shams.

You are not a drop in the ocean... you are entire ocean in a drop.

Suffering is a gift; in its hidden mercy.

Your task? To work with all the passion of your being to acquire an inner light.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.

Those who don't feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of springwater or take in sunset like a supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.

The deeper the grief, the more radiant the love.

Half-Heartedness Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being. If not, leave this gathering. Half-heartedness does not reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses.