“Life moved through me in such a way that it slowly made me a stranger to these two rooms, suddenly I was standing on the outside. Grace answered, so Quietly, and so Silently - that suddenly I woke up one day and I couldn’t navigate through my Life in ways that I had done previously. It like Grace stripped me of narratives and stories and perceptions and beliefs and emotions and feelings that just wasn’t me; from the inside out - I could feel the hollowness of it all; it felt more matter of fact than an emotional vacancy.”

“See, He never felt for a moment that he should not feel the Darkness of His Hells. He never felt that he should not feel the Darkness of Hells. He did not see it as a challenge, an obstacle to be obliterated. There was nothing in Him that resisted what had already presented itself inside His Heart. He Reigned in His Hells, not because he took control of it, not because he conquered it, not because he succumbed it, but because He saw no flaws in Hell. He saw no flaws in the Darkness of His Hells. He never tried to make Light in the Darkness. He never separated HimSelf from the Darkness. He experienced it for what it was - never questioning Its Duration or Its Intensity or perhaps lack thereof. He experienced HimSelf in the Darkness. He got lost in the Darkness, as one does, but he never tries to find His Way! He stayed lost in the Darkness. “

“Come walk with Your Soul; Come talk with Your Soul; Conversations that are quiet and intimate between You and Your Soul; Take a walk in this New Dawn of YourSelf; Walking through these new, open, bright, and light spaces, hand in hand with the Soul and Source of who you are!”

“To surrender was to experience Devotion in its Purest Form - that there were Infinite Ways with which the Absolute experiences its holy and sacred self that honored Its Sanctity; To surrender was to look into the Eyes of the Absolute and allow yourself to be completely taken by that which Poured forth from that Gaze. Ultimately, to surrender was the ultimate act of love to the Absolute Self lived out loud!”

“Tread with Caution my friends, For your greatest weapons are only material to use upon the Canvas of the Heavens of my Soul; Your greatest weapons are held in my hand as PaintBrush; Your tramplings upon my Heart - the deep and dark redness of the hurt pouring out of it - I splatter across the Canvases of my Creations painting Gorgeous Rose Petals.”

~ I live in a World where my Soul LIVES; my Soul LIVES to experience ItSelf. ~

~ One’s Life and Live-ing is Gloriously Complex for it is the Life and Live-ing of One’s Own Soul! ~