Hormuz The Rainbow Island

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life&#39;s search for love and wisdom.

Hormuz Island from sea

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;