loving

O Heavenly Children, the stories you have concocted in God's name have angered Him; for he would never instigate war between brothers, or encourage tribes to harbor resentment towards one another. He prefers the man who loves over the one who hates. And the man who spreads kindness, peace and knowledge, over the one who spreads lies, fear and terror _ and misuses His name.

I call you my soulmate because I lost myself in you and then found myself through you. Sure, when you are gone, I will be a fraction but the common denominator has always been me.

I was never able to accept anyone else__ support but my own _

Until people learn to love others more than they love to hate others, not much will change in this world.

Love is supposed to lift you up, not hold you down. It is supposed to push you forward, not hold you back.

Everyone breathing is broken. Keep breathing light into them until the stained glass collage takes your breath away.

When you find out that there was never anything in the dark side to be afraid of _ Nothing is left but to love.

Like the cotton-carder who combs tangled cotton into a long bundle of fibre, you take all my knotted fragments and comb them into light.

The only whole heart is a broken one because it lets the light in.

Developing humans has nothing to do with developing their skills. Developing humans is about getting them in connection with their primitiveness and what their Instinct guide them to what they should do in life. Afterwards any efforts to skill them will pay off immediately. We get humans to connect with their core primitiveness and instinct through readings, meditating, loving, awakening them, and maybe make them notice how life can enhance all.

There is really no natural limit to the practice of loving kindness in meditation or in one__ life. It is an ongoing, ever-expanding realization of interconnectedness. It is also its embodiment. When you can love one tree or one flower or one dog or one place, or one person or yourself for one moment, you can find all people, all places, all suffering, all harmony in that one moment. Practicing in this way is not trying to change anything or get anywhere, although it might look like it on the surface. What it is really doing is uncovering what is always present. Love and kindness are here all the time, somewhere, in fact, everywhere. Usually our ability to touch them and be touched by them lies buried below our own fears and hurts, below our greed and our hatreds, below our desperate clinging to the illusion that we are truly separate and alone. (

A bird cannot fly with broken wings. Your heart cannot love without learning to heal.

A problem isn't a real problem till you decide to make it a problem... so what's the problem again?

Hide yourself in God, so when a man wants to find you he will have to go there first.

As a mother, you need to remember that a loving and compassionate God is one hundred percent aware of your child__ situation.

I finally know the difference between pleasing and loving, obeying and respecting. It has taken me so many years to be okay with being different, and with being this alive, this intense. (xxvi)

Where were you when I undressed and told the tales of my day?Where were youwhenI was silent with God in prandial pray?Where were youwhen I recited love poems as I lay?Where were you?

We never stop loving,No matter what we say,because we say just empty words,to keep our hurt away.