And so it is, that both the devil and the angelic spirits present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.
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.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.
I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my Soul.
You who seek God apart, apart. The thing you seek, thou art, thou art. If you want to seek the Beloved’s face. Polish the mirror, gaze into that space.