Ecstatic Love Is An Ocean, And The

There's No Need To Travel Anywhere. Journey Within Yourself.

Keep Silence, Be Mute. If You Have Not Yet Become The Tongue Of God, Be An Ear!

You Fill Yourself With The Sharp Pain Of Love, Rather Than Its Fulfillment.

This Being Human Is A Guest House. Every Morning Is A New Arrival. A Joy, A Depression, A Meanness, Some Momentary Awareness Comes As An Unexpected Visitor...welcome And Entertain Them All. Treat Each Guest Honorably. The Dark Thought, The Shame, The Malice, Meet Them At The Door Laughing, And Invite Them In. Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each Has Been Sent As A Guide From Beyond.

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