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I Lost Everything, I Have Found Myself.
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Come out of the circle of time And into the circle of love.
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The Water said to the dirty one, “Come here.” The dirty one said, “I am too ashamed.” The water replied, “How will your shame be washed away without me?
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Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart. Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.
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Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.
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There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope. The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.
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Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
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I know you're tired but come, this is the way.
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People want you to be happy, don't keep serving them your pain
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Only union with you gives joy. The rest if tearing down one building to put up another.
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You have within you more love than you could ever understand.
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Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again; For I am like the Moon, you will see me with new face everyday.
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On my heart in beautiful calligraphy You’ve written words that only You and I can know. Their secret You promised to reveal one day but now I see You were only teasing.
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Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.
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A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.
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There's a path from me to you I'm constantly looking for, so I try to keep clear and still as water does with the moon.
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Oh soul, you worry too much. Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.
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Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
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A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land.
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The cure for pain is in the pain.