God Turns You From One Feeling To

Remember, The Entrance Door To The Sanctuary Is Inside You.

My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

Be With Those Who Help Your Being. Don't Sit With Indifferent People, Whose Breath Comes Cold Out Of Their Mouths.

Open To Me, So That I May Open. Provide Me Your Inspiration So That I Might See Mine.

When I Run After What I Think I Want, My Days Are A Furnace Of Stress And Anxiety; If I Sit In My Own Place Of Patience, What I Need Flows To Me, And Without Pain. From This I Understand That What I Want Also Wants Me, Is Looking For Me And Attracting Me. There Is A Great Secret Here For Anyone Who Can Grasp It.