Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.
I always thought that I was me – but no, I was you and never knew it.
I always thought that I was me - but no, I was you and never knew it.
Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah… It makes absolutely no difference what people think of you.
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you. Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion. Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.
What you are looking for, is where you are looking from.
We are all the same, all the same,
longing to find our way back;
back to the One,
back to the only One!
longing to find our way back;
back to the One,
back to the only One!
In Silence there is eloquence.
Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.
Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.
Where the lips are silent the heart has a thousand tongues.
This aloneness is worth more than a thousand lives. This freedom is worth more than all the lands on earth. To be one with the Truth for just a moment, is worth more than the world and life itself.
This aloneness is worth more than a thousand lives. This freedom is worth more than all the lands on earth. To be one with the Truth for just a moment, is worth more than the world and life itself.
Both light and shadow are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause, it is the astrolabe of God's secrets.
Lover and loving are inseparable and timeless.
Although I may try to describe love,
when I experience it, I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about love, I am rendered helpless.
My pen breaks, and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place where lover loving and loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious by the light of Love.
Love has no cause, it is the astrolabe of God's secrets.
Lover and loving are inseparable and timeless.
Although I may try to describe love,
when I experience it, I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about love, I am rendered helpless.
My pen breaks, and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place where lover loving and loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious by the light of Love.
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I’ll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I’m like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I’m going to say.
I don’t plan it.
When I’m outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I’ll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I’m like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I’m going to say.
I don’t plan it.
When I’m outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
Love brings the dead back to life. Love transforms the King into a
slave.
Love is the consummation of Gnosis. How could a fool sit on such a throne?
slave.
Love is the consummation of Gnosis. How could a fool sit on such a throne?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.
Doing as others told me, I was blind.
Coming when others called me, I was lost.
Then I left everyone, myself as well.
Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.
Coming when others called me, I was lost.
Then I left everyone, myself as well.
Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.
You have woken up late, lost and perplexed but
don't rush to your books looking for knowledge.
Pick up a flute instead and let your heart play.
don't rush to your books looking for knowledge.
Pick up a flute instead and let your heart play.
Get yourself out of the way, and let joy have more space.
This is the kind of Friend
You are—
Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.
You are—
Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?
Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent.
Failure is the key to the kingdom within.
Your prayer should be:
"Break the legs of what I want to happen.
Humiliate my desire.
Eat me like candy."
Your prayer should be:
"Break the legs of what I want to happen.
Humiliate my desire.
Eat me like candy."
If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.
Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being.
If not, leave this gathering.
Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty.
You set out to find God,
but then you keep stopping for long periods
at mean-spirited roadhouses.
Don’t wait any longer…
If not, leave this gathering.
Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty.
You set out to find God,
but then you keep stopping for long periods
at mean-spirited roadhouses.
Don’t wait any longer…
Beings
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