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You are the mountain and the valley.
Cerevisiam Bibat! (drink beer for health)
There is the music of Heaven in all things.
All of creation is a song of praise to God.
I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.
The truly holy person welcomes all that is earthly.
The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions.
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.
Holy persons draw to themselves all that is earthly.
The mystery of God hugs you in its all-encompassing arms.
Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.
If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.
Even in a world that's being shipwrecked, remain brave and strong.
The word stands for the body, but the symphony stands for the spirit.
The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!
God has arranged everything in the universe in consideration of everything else.
Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.
Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.
With nature's help, humankind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining.
All the arts serving human desires and needs are derived from the breath that Godsent into the human body.
Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.
What I do not see I do not know. I see, hear and know simultaneously and learn what I know as if in a moment.
It is easier to gaze into the sun, than into the face of the mystery of God. Such is its beauty and its radiance.
All living creatures are sparks from the radiation of God’s brilliance, emerging from God like the rays of the sun.
The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity. This Word manifests itself in every creature.
A person who lacks the verdancy of justice is dry, totally without tender goodness, totally without illuminating virtue.
Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.
A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.
Every element has a sound, an original sound from the order of God; all those sounds unite like the harmony from harps and zithers.
I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.
Humanity, take a good look at yourself. Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world—everything is hidden in you.
Divinity is in its omniscience and omnipotence like a wheel, a circle, a whole, that can neither be understood, nor divided, nor begun nor ended.
Rivers of living water are to be poured out over the whole world, to ensure that people, like fishes caught in a net, can be restored to wholeness.
When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.
Love abounds in all things, excels from the depths to beyond the stars, is lovingly disposed to all things. She has given the king on high the kiss of peace.
Just as a circle embraces all that is within it, so does the God-head embrace all. No one has the power to divide this circle, to surpass it, or to limit it.
Be not lax in celebrating. Be not lazy in the festive service of God. Be ablaze with enthusiasm. Let us be an alive, burning offering before the altar of God.
Humanity finds itself in the midst of the world. In the midst of all other creatures humanity is the most significant and yet the most dependent upon the others.
We shall awaken from our dullness and rise vigorously toward justice. If we fall in love with creation deeper and deeper, we will respond to its endangerment with passion.
I, God, am in your midst. Whoever knows me can never fall. Not in the heights, nor in the depths, nor in the breadths. For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.
Because a woman brought death a bright Maiden overcame it, and so the highest blessing in all of creation lies in the form of a woman, since God has become man in a sweet and blessed Virgin.
When one's thoughts are neither frivolous nor flippant, when one's thoughts are neither stiff-necked nor stupid, but rather, are harmonious -- they habitually render physical calm and deep insight.
Dare to declare who you are. It is not far from the shores of silence to the boundaries of speech. The path is not long, but the way is deep. You must not only walk there, you must be prepared to leap.
The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions. With interior yearning, grace and blessing are bestowed. It is a yearning to take on God's gentle yoke, It is a yearning to give one's self to God's Way.
The fire has its flame and praises God. The wind blows the flame and praises God. In the voice we hear the word which praises God. And the word, when heard, praises God. So all of creation is a song of praise to God.
Angels, living light most glorious! Beneath the Godhead in burning desire in the darkness and mystery of creation you look on the eye of your God never taking your fill: What glorious pleasures take shape within you!
These visions which I saw were not in sleep nor in dreams, nor in my imagination nor by bodily eyes or outward ears nor in a hidden place; but in watching, aware with the pure eyes of the mind and inner ear of the heart.
Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music.
The earth should not be injured. The earth should not be destroyed. As often as the elements, the elements of the world are violated by ill treatment, so God will cleanse them thru the sufferings, thru the hardships of mankind.
We cannot live in a world that is not our own, in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a home. Part of the terror is to take back our own listening, to use our own voice, to see our own light.