If you don’t give it all you’ve got, it won’t be got and will soon be forgotten: all for naught, withered, and rotten.
The heart of soul is the conduit for God’s love.
When I say that I would like to turn you on, I am referring to the love light in your heart.
Within the deepest chamber of every spiritual heart glows an inextinguishable flame of divine love.
You are a divine package of effervescent love containing the sun, the prism, and the rainbow.
You’ve got quite a life, I like the way you live it. I like the way you laugh, and I love the way you give it.
We are soft feathers of iridescent gold-winged hearts soaring the wondrous skies of Spirit’s divine worlds.
Gaze into your heart where mind has no power and love reigns supreme.
Making a conscious choice to enter or exit a circle is much different than unwittingly living inside someone else’s circle.
When everyone is insane, no one notices.
You’re the best at being you that I have ever seen, so kiss yourself right on the lips, you gorgeous human being.
There’s nowhere to go, so what’s your hurry?
Being half asleep and half awake is not one and the same.
If it weren’t for the fact that I see things differently, I would probably agree with you.
I rely on nothing because I have everything.
From divine love is born wisdom, power, and freedom.
The farther you can see, the less you have to look.
True love can never be measured: it can only be treasured.
Your words so smooth, your passion so strong, you could talk a nightingale out of its song.
As more loving souls light up, the brighter life becomes.
One way to get more out of life is to stop thinking about death.
Love is a gift from God that we share with others.
Love is the prime creative force. How well we work with it determines the nature and quality of our experiences.
One way to escape the confines of the mind is to let go of what we don’t have.
God believes in me, so how can I possibly be an atheist?
I learn from myself ’cause there’s nobody else.
Mind is the padlock binding you to the chains of illusion: the key to opening it lies within your heart.
Only humans try to live and love; microorganisms, plants, and animals mastered it billions of years ago.
After studying polygamy for several years, I concluded that there are too many sides to consider.
I am your kite without a string; you are my everything.
The rays of your sweet love light nourish, invigorate, and purify me.
When we look for the best in life and express ourselves in a loving fashion, our words can work wonders.
All knowledge is a few dollars short of wisdom, which lies in your heart, love’s true home.
The mechanical mind out of control has a singular goal: to show you the pieces and make hidden the whole.
You are the thunder in my wings and the lightning in my eyes: your love’s the only fuel I need to fly these friendly skies.
Every time we praise the mind, we are worshipping a machine.
Mind is only a machine, but somehow, it has become the ultimate weapon of mass seduction.
Billions of shimmering stars illuminate your mysterious eyes; undulating waves of liquid love beckon me from the ocean deep within your heart.
I like what you do and the way that you do it; you never get down, and you never say screw it.
I only live once, and as soul, child of God, it’s forever.
Pull your viewpoint way back, further than you’ve ever been, and you will see that love is everywhere.
We are souls, eternal and perfect, captains of our mystic ships: gods and goddesses of our universe.
I’m a kid. I love it, and I don’t wanna grow up. I’m not a snarly old hound; I’m a happy young pup.
You are soul: not a body or your feelings, not your thoughts or your mind.
I look beyond the face and behold the sweet grace shining in each and every heart.
A true hero acts from a loving heart, without regard for self, and sacrifices all for another.
Why flicker like a flame when a roaring fire burns inside?
I just realized that I have spent my entire life getting to where I am right now.
Look in the mirror, and walk through your fear; wake up in your heart, and see your love clear.
Grab a tennis racket, and give your fear a real good whack: send that sucker so far off it’s never coming back.
My wings flutter in anticipation of your arrival, sweet woman.
Learning to accept a gift graciously is an important lesson some of us have to learn.
We can always shine brighter, act more kindly, and radiate more love.
Spirit constantly seeks more beacons to shine its love light.
We all have unique experiences, with different lessons to learn, and we progress at our own pace.
Karma works in its own time, and the ledger always gets balanced; there’s no escaping responsibility.
Love begets love and is the only law.
Drowning deep within you is the only way to go.
Once we realize that we exist because of God’s love, we open like a flower smiling at the sun.
Don’t be afraid of living,
No reason to fear death.
You’re much more than a body,
Inside lies untold wealth.
If I became you and you became me, would we be as one, and would we be free? Would you lend your credit card to me?
Whenever you meet someone, look beyond their body and behold soul, a unique spiritual entity.
My mind is a machine; my heart is electricity. When you push my buttons, we become sweet synchronicity.
Rise above mental ideas, and discover who you truly are by expressing yourself fully from the heart.
Allowing oneself to be worshipped and put on a pedestal creates an illusion that one is better than others, guaranteeing a swift, hard fall.
Heroism seeks no fame and is love in action.
Only by surfing the cosmic waves in the ocean of your loving heart are you able to transcend life’s problems and discover your true spiritual nature.
If a teacher, guru, or instructor acts as if he or she knows it all, chances are they know very little.
When a gift is given in love, no debt is incurred.
A good teacher inspires through example, not just flowery words, sparkling eyes, and animated gestures.
An aura is but one manifestation of your true self: why study a flashlight when the sun shines above?
Since all matter eventually disintegrates, science is incapable of knowing anything of any lasting value.
You are the now; freedom is already yours, so why strive for anything?
Love glows forever in every heart and is its own reward.
Symbols are majestic doors. You pass through them and never look back.
How happy you are, and so you should be; from that glint in your eye, I can tell you are free.
No distance in forever; in eternity, no time. Joyfully, I swim in thee, precious love sublime.
You know where you’ve been, and you know where you’re going, ’cause you live from the heart and your love’s always flowing.
Love is a gift from God that we share with others.
Love is the answer to every question.
Itsy-bitsy morsels for the puny little mind: chunks of lies to nibble on until the end of time.
Your heart is a living, breathing canvas for spirit’s light and sound, capable of inspiring and uplifting others.
I woke up this morning with a sparkle in my eyes; I inhaled love’s sweet atoms and drank your warm skies.
Allowing others to express their points of view is called respect.
Take your frown, and flip it upside down; now you have a smile, so share it for a while.
I woke up this morning with a smile upon my face; I perceived the beauty and felt the warm grace of your love.
I am a grain of sand upon your beach of love; your gentle breath doth lift me up to my true home above.
Intuition beckons from beyond the mind, bringing opportunity, joy, and bounty into our lives.
There isn’t much point in being a bird if you don’t spread your wings and fly.
The things I imagine are the things that I like, so I take them with me when I’m riding my bike.
Your imagination is a divine instrument that can set you free.
Many people pursue goals that others have deemed worthwhile.
Why strive for love when it sits waiting in your heart?
Every time we wrap ourselves around each other, our spiritual atoms intermingle in an effervescent dance of joy!
In my heart, I have a tummy; and when you dive in, it whispers, “Yummy.”
I love being a beach on the shoreline of your love.
Your warm iridescent waters beckon me with every wave as you pull me from the sand: I’m a sandman flowing through your hands.
Love is the only answer to which there is no question.
Once you realize that there is nowhere to go, you have finally arrived.
Instead of trying to learn a new skill, let it learn you by expanding your consciousness and allowing it to grow.
I never stop and never start; I am spirit’s love, which fills your heart.
Enjoy being perfectly imperfect as you become who you are.
The fear of nothing is the greatest of all fears.
Whenever you perceive a problem, remember that every answer rests in your loving heart.
Being lighthearted is a key to happiness.
All souls exist because of God’s Love.
The incessant mechanical mind strives to keep soul’s attention fixated on things of the outer world lest it discover divine love glowing in its heart.
Life after life, we inhabit various forms: mineral, plant, insect, bird, mammal, and human. Eventually, we discover our true nature as soul.
Jump up and down, and make lots of noise; that’s what I expect from good girls and boys.
A symbol is a distraction erected by the mind to prevent you from moving beyond, into endless worlds of love forever beating in your heart.
There is life on other planets: only the ego of man would consider itself to be the apex of all creation.
Catapult yourself high above the confines of the mind: pull yourself back further than you’ve ever been, and you will see that love is all there is.
Words such as size, distance, before, and after are meaningless to the heart.
Experience is the only true teacher.
Imagine the very best in your life, and take the necessary steps to make it a reality.
In today’s technologically advanced societies, there isn’t a single scientific instrument capable of measuring love.
Only one thing can travel faster than the speed of light: a carload of shoppers heading for Boxing Day specials at Wal-Mart.
Within the empty space that many refer to as “nothing” exist innumerable worlds of wonder teeming with life and filled with divine love.
Gratitude opens up our hearts to the gifts of spirit.
I have just overdosed from a massive injection of divine love: there’s no cure, and fortunately, it’s highly contagious.
Mind, a much greater force than gravity, keeps our consciousness trapped in the lower worlds of time and space.
I’m a solitary tiger roaming the sultry tropical forest of your heart: I never tire on my journey as I draw closer to the fountain of your love.
A fact for sure is nothing true; it’s just a single point of view.
Some say this, and some say that; but you know where loves at, and because of that, you’re a real kewl cat.
If something is explained in complex terms, it is usually very distant from truth.
I am forever infected with sweet love radiating from your immaculate, contagious smile.
Getting a driver’s license is a memorable experience; every time I get mine back, I celebrate.
Rather than trying to access the power of the now, release it from within.
Every sparkling atom of my being soaks in your sweet love.
As soul, I’m too wrapped up with the glorious adventures in the ever-present moment of the now to worry about past lives and future events.
Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream,
Deep within your golden heart, where love has always been.
Look beyond human bodies, and rejoice as you behold spirit’s resplendent light and sound within every heart.
Whenever you touch me, an ancient phoenix slowly rises from the ashes deep within my heart.
Symbols are erected by the mind to prevent you from moving beyond, into the eternal worlds of love residing in your heart, love’s true home.
When you sing your song of love, I am reborn and rise far beyond the heavens of religion into the golden vestibule of life.
You spin madly like a cyclone across my wild terrain as you stir the love within my heart, and annihilate my brain.
Anyone can criticize; I prefer to spark your eyes and lift your heart to golden skies.
Soul is like a wild stallion: noble, free-spirited, unfettered, and spontaneous—forever roaming the wondrous skies of heaven.
Open wide thy golden heart, exquisite butterfly, and set thyself free!
I’m really glad that you are you and so happy I am me; let’s jump off this magic cloud and dive into the sea.
Since love is all there is, there are no such things as opposites.
Where there’s a will, there’s a way, while a horde of lawyers and greedy relatives fidget, bicker, and drool on the sidelines.
Ladders are useful devices for those who have yet to discover their wings.
I have nothing to give because I am all yours, sweet spirit.
Living in the present moment, in the now, means that everything we think, feel, and do carry very little wait.
The sweetest of all things is love from the heart.
Liquid smiles pour from your eyes and lift my heart to golden skies.
A loving heart flows like a resplendent waterfall into the hearts of others: for those who are willing, it just keeps on filling.
If you want to see something truly spectacular, replace everything with nothing, and all shall be revealed.
Sometimes I’m crashing, thrashing, and bashing along; whatever I’m doin’, my passion is strong.
If you hug yourself sincerely and in the right place, a rainbow sun will explode in your eyes and set your free.
It is easier to dig a tunnel to the center of the earth with a toothpick than it is to find divine love with the mind.
When it comes to duality, there are two sides to every story.
Just because it feels good doesn’t mean it’s good for you.
The reason that you love the way I write is because I write the way you love.
I love being so perfectly imperfect because it means there’s a whole lotta room for improvement.
Your heart is a poem in love’s true home.
Repeating the same mistake over and over again is one of the few instances where the more you succeed, the more difficult life becomes.
I love to fly high above the tenderness of your glowing heart; a gentle breeze lifts me to invisible worlds, distant and deep.
Your loving heart is love’s true home: it’s where you live and shine.
Constantly changing my routine is part of my daily routine; life never gets boring.
I am a flame, reaching higher and higher as I breathe in the heat of your intense desire.
As soul, we gradually unfold like origami, releasing God’s loving light and sound from our hearts, love’s true home.
Each beat of your glowing heart gives birth to brilliant constellations.
Your glorious love light shatters my mind into a million fragments and sets me free.
You are love: nothing more need be said in the ever-present moment of the now.
When we judge someone, we are attempting to extinguish the spiritual essence of that being and our personal freedom is diminished.
In today’s world, democracy means the freedom to get away with as much as you can without getting caught.
A true spiritual creation of a high magnitude is made manifest when soul allows spirit’s love to enter and flow through its heart.
Borders are ghostly apparitions of the mechanical mind.
Immerse yourself into the center of your golden heart, and set yourself free.
If you’re feeling unruly today, enjoy it: it means that no one can rule you.
The mind is literally terrified to death of nothing, because within nothing lies everything.
If something appears to be totally “pointless,” it’s because you’re aiming with your mind instead of gazing within your heart.
Recognizing divine love in our hearts takes us beyond the mind—beyond worry, doubt, suspicion, anger, greed, vanity, attachment, and fear.
When you live a life full of love, your heart radiates sparkling atoms of truth, which serve to uplift all mankind and set you free.
I feel like Rumi on a rocket, zooming through the heavens with your warm heart in my pocket.
If something appears to be unreasonable, you are most likely heading toward your heart, love’s true home.
Allow spirit’s heavenly breath to fill the sails of your heart ship.
The symptoms of a very serious “staff” infection is when everyone in the office is complaining and gossiping.
Once you realize that you need nothing, all will be yours.
It’s amazing what we can do with love and even more amazing what love can do with us.
The sweet perfume of thy simmering love permeates my grateful heart: you truly are heaven’s scent.
How lovely it is to drown in your waters and be reborn as a wave of liquid love dancing upon the surface of your golden heart.
Your love makes a lot of scents, and my grateful heart inhales them all.
Love is totally out of my control, and I thank God for that.
I’m the crust, and you are the topping; your hot tangy sauce has my love atoms popping!
I don’t think I could possibly love you more: I know I can always love you better.
I no longer face my fears; they were blinded by your love and fell into arrears.
I’m joyful when our atoms merge into a loving molecule; the way our passion clusters, I think it’s really kewl.
We whirl around each other as sparks fly everywhere; colliding with such tenderness, there’s nothing to compare.
I am a troubadour sitting upon the window ledge of your heart.
Within every event and inside every atom, there is an infinite amount of space brimming with divine love.
Your heart is all shiny, sparkly, and bright; your eyes, constellations bringing joy to the night.
I didn’t think I could get any higher ’til my heart dove into the depths of your fire.
Your smile streaming comets, your hair liquid fire—woman, thou art my heart’s one desire.
My love-filled heart soars through your sky; my tears form rainbows as I cry.
The farther we can see, the less we have to look.
Mind without a heart is like gas without a fart: the pressure keeps building, and there’s no relief in sight.
I wasn’t reading your mind. It was reading me.
Many people believe they are what they eat. I prefer to eat what I am.
I am a little honeybee laden with pollen. I can taste your sweet nectar; I can hear your heart callin’.
The only problem with being here now is that I’m always somewhere else when I’m thinking about it.
Mind can’t comprehend the concept of nothing because it imagines itself to be a big, wonderful, and irreplaceable something.
Whenever you think that something is impossible, it simply means that you haven’t considered all the possibilities.
Sweet love, skip my heart across the ocean like a stone; I’m coming home!
A loving heart leaves a beautiful mark without intending any gain, while a selfish mind has endless goals and always leaves a stain.
The harder you look, the less you will find; so trust in your heart and abandon the mind.
The light of you is all I see: with darkness gone, now I am free.
Human beings are living proof that God has an incredible sense of humor.
If it weren’t for followers, all leaders would be unemployed.
Wrap yourself around me, woman, until my love erupts. A honeybee my heart is now, and you my buttercup.
When your love embraces me, I melt into your heart and flow back into myself.
Whoever invented the phrase “I’m bored” probably had nothing better to do.
Whoops! I apologize, Mr. Mind; I didn’t mean to kick you between the thoughts.
The ego is wrapped up with itself in constant adulation: a frantic, self-indulgent, repugnant mindsturbation.
Rather than saying “I beg to differ,” stand up, stop begging, and experience spiritual freedom.
Woman, you are my heart’s only desire and transform my flame into a raging fire.
I didn’t realize I was sleeping until I woke up (to the truth).
I am not on a mission: I am love’s mission.
Life after life, we return, gaining experience along the way, drawing nearer to the truth that we exist because of God’s love.
I fly far beyond every known sky and soak up the warmth of your generous smile.
I hover in the light of your radiant eyes, then abandon my wings, and dive into your fire.
Whenever you giggle, tiny love bubbles burst out of your heart and sprinkle upon me like golden rain-shine.
My tears of joy are transformed into glittering emeralds when they alight upon your love-filled heart.
I love taking a bubble bath in the fountain of your heart.
Mind is blind, and love sees all.
All I can say about pleasure and joy is “I’m glad you’re a girl, and thank God I’m a boy.”
I know it is unethical—theft is not allowed. But I just want to steal your heart ’cause it melts away my shroud.
Never judge a cover by its book.
The love I feel for life is so overwhelming that tears of joy and gratitude stream out of my eyes, glide down my chest, and drip into my heart.
The most insidious prison is one in which the inmates think they are free.
Such joy I experienced this morning when I woke up and discovered that I still had a pulse.
I would rather be a moron than a moroff.
If life weren’t worth living, you wouldn’t be alive right now.
Life could be likened to a sandwich: everyone wants a bite, but not everybody wants to share.
My insanity is the only thing preventing me from losing my mind!
A recent survey suggests that pregnancy is a leading cause of childbirth.
The human desire to be included stems from a mind that is self-deluded.
I didn’t realize what all the laughter was about until I looked in the mirror.
Luscious love drips from your lips and seeps into my heart; it stirs an ancient longing and blows my mind apart.
Infants are the root cause of all senior citizens.
Geez! If this keeps up, it will never come down.
Your acts of kindness continue to uplift others long after your sharing.
How wonderful it is to watch as you sleep and awaken in my own dream, entwined with you as we make love in one of God’s glorious paintings.
I love the way you compliment yourself when you tell me how wonderful I am.
I was born in Synchroni City, but somehow, I ended up in Tena City.
When we see beauty within ourselves, our hearts become like suns, radiating love to everyone we encounter on our journey back home.
The things that can’t be proven by the logical mind are truths beyond all space and time.
It is so quiet in here that I can hear a mouse peeing on a Kleenex.
If we don’t like what we see, we are the ones who have to change.
The only thing I don’t like about being a child is that everybody wants me to grow up.
Thou art the candle, and I am the flame; I burn forever in thy name.
If you don’t like your job, it means you’re not doing what you should be doing.
Freedom can’t be found and love can’t be attained: both lie waiting in your heart, far beyond your brain.
Did you know that whenever you compliment someone in a sincere fashion, you are stirring the love pudding in his or her heart?
Love cures all.
You and I are the perfect loving equation.
The optimist sees the donut, the pessimist the hole: I see shimmering rays of love in the heart of every soul.
The most effective way of learning how to love others is to love you first.
There’s no limit on dreams, and your heart is boundless, so what the heck are you waiting for?
If you’re gonna do it, then just do it: nothing will ever get done if you just say, “Screw it.”
Allowing another person to express their point of view is a vital step in our personal spiritual development.
Your existence is living proof that God has bestowed upon you the highest seal of approval.
My former psychic was shocked and surprised when I dropped in unexpectedly.
A person whom a dimwit considers to be brilliant is nothing more than a slightly brighter dimwit.
I am nestled in your every heartbeat and with you throughout each day.
The fact that greed can be shared is an oxymoron of immense proportions.
“Now, now, now,” said the present to the past, “you’re a ship far out to sea, long gone without a mast.”
Soul is enveloped by many coverings: it unfolds like origami, releasing God’s loving light and sound from its precious heart, love’s true home.
Why does spontaneity always show up unexpectedly?
I welcome your opinion as long as you don’t make any suggestions.
The bigger I get, the smaller it seems; when I crumple my fear, I wake up in my dreams.
A person who is forever Jung is in fact an ancient being.
Trying to be perfect is a waste of time: why carry a bucket when you’re swimming in the ocean?
It’s a long way to nowhere; and the last time I arrived, I didn’t realize I was there until long after I had departed.
Did you know that at the beginning and end of every glorious rainbow rests your loving heart?
I love to kiss your tender skin; my heart melts when you let me in.
The fact that you can perceive a problem is proof that you can solve it.
I can taste your sparkling pheromones as they wander through my mist; they land upon my love-filled heart with a luscious juicy kiss.
The distance between here, there, everywhere, and nowhere is infinite and infinitesimal.
Spread your wings and fly so high, straight through the sun into a brand new sky.
The only difference between an atom and a solar system is size.
If my love gets any higher, I’ll have to pull out my divine excavator and start digging for heaven.
Every smile and twinkle in your eyes is a new chapter forever enchanting my heart.
If you hold a circle in your hands and give it a half twist, it becomes the symbol for infinity.
When we smile, our eyes sparkle with an effervescence and warmth, which endears us to and uplifts those around us.
Whenever your incandescent smile gently whispers its fragrant breath, the flickering flame within my heart bursts into a roaring fire.
At home or office, at work or play, share your smile with someone today.
You don’t wake up from a true dream; you wake up in it.
Whenever we experience fortune or grace in our lives, God’s light and sound is smiling upon us.
A symbol might seem awesome at first, until you realize that it stands between you and the real thing.
Divine love has no reason, needs no reason, and is far beyond reason.
The problem with letting go is that it leaves me with nothing to hang on to.
An eye for an eye and a tooth for tooth leaves everyone blind and feeling uncouth.
Don’t even think about being someone else.
Thought after thought, mile after mile, I love to watch the space between my thoughts where spirit waits with a loving smile.
Every time I lose my mind, I find myself dwelling in the magical worlds of light and sound within my heart, love’s true home.
My radiant heart sprouts two lovely golden wings, and off I go, scattering specks of love dust and celestial sounds every which way.
I love intermingling with you; our heart song, a love jingle as our senses tingle from the invigorating warmth of Spirit’s holy breath.
Looking down on others is bad karma unless, of course, they are shorter than you.
Joy is your best friend and passionate lover living in your heart each and every day.
Whenever someone makes us smile, pleases us, and inspires us, we are enjoying a reflection of ourselves—full of love, beauty, goodness, and grace.
An inspired soul is one through which spirit’s love flows like a glorious river of light and an ecstatic song of joy.
It’s cold and dark out here: do you mind if I open the door to your sweet, luscious, and lovely heart?
The sublime sweetness of spirit’s holy breath enriches every heart.
I ended up being me because no one else wanted the job.
Have you ever stopped and listened to love’s permeating sound, the celestial music of the spheres that all the saints have found?
Hand in hand, we walk along the shores of life; whitecaps foam and whisper tales, then disappear again.
We are gods and goddesses of our own universe.
Spirit is the giver, and we are the rivers through which love flows.
The words I breathe are spirit’s love infused with the unique essence of my true self.
In your heart burns a mystic fire, always growing and reaching higher.
No teaching is worth a pinch of mouse poop unless it is imbued with divine love and speaks to the heart
A negative thought is like a runaway train on a one-track mind, whilst a loving soul gently lifts the hearts of all mankind.
If someone is driving you mad, just hop off the bus, and soon, you’ll be glad.
I am a happy little honeybee, merrily buzzing along as I sprinkle crystals of love’s sweet nectar into the heart of every flower I meet.
Your exquisite beauty turns me on like a radio, my grateful heart broadcasting spirit’s message of sweet love to all who will listen.
Sharing the same flame is a fun game to play with you as trumpets sing our names from the heavens high above.
Your scorching beauty and intoxicating aroma makes my heart pop like a cosmic lollipop.
Upon inner reflection, I reach a love connection intersection, which lifts me to your sweet perfection.
Sweet nectar lies within thee, precious woman, and flows like a majestic waterfall from your heart into mine.
Although love has no real words, a gentle heart and noble mind can imbue words with a spark that awakens divine love within others.
I can’t wait to find out how old I’m going to be when I grow up.
Dear Mr. Opinion and Ms. Bad Advice: You’re not a brush in my hair. You’re more like head lice.
Many who predict the future or look into the past don’t have a clue what’s going on right now.
There’s gotta be a way to make this nanosecond last longer. Whooosh! Oh well, here comes another one.
If it’s true that we only use 10 percent of our brains, can you imagine the ensuing madness if the remaining 90 percent suddenly hopped on the bandwagon?
I breathe you in, you breathe me out and new worlds are created,
The gentle touch of your sweet love, my heart forever sated.
Written by Sri Gawn Tu Fahr using Write for us page.
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