“Over the years I have built up this tough outer skin around myself, almost like a bubble or a barrier. This has been keeping me safe, but it has not allowed me to feel deeply, to embrace life fully...”

“We all create our own reality”

“Fear is all in the mind”

“I am the soulbut is that true? she asked herself aloud. What am I actually? I am not the soul, I am beyond the soul and yet I am nothing. I am an empty shell of living cells, where an essence that ...”

“I have a body, an emotional body and a mental body, but I am none of these. I am nothing and everything. I am an indivisible particle of oneness that can no longer be categorised”

“Everything is in constant mutation, expanding and contracting. All we hear, see or think is a projection of our ownor someone elses brain. We create our own realities. My reality is different from ...”

“The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.”

“Men work together,' I told him from the heart,'Whether they work together or apart.”

“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.”

“...the incarnation is the complete refutation of every human system and institution that claims to control, possess, and distribute God. Whatever any church or religious leader may claim in regard ...”

“... without the incarnation, Christianity isn't even a very good story, and most sadly, it means nothing. "Be nice to one another" is not a message that can give my life meaning, assure me of love ...”

“We must primarily become seekers of God instead of founders of works, for work will not sustain us through the traumas of incarnation.”

“Women understand the workings of nature than men. They trust in their instincts while men consider this behavior weakness.”

“Instinct is a makeshift, an admission of helplessness before the problem of reality.”

“To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they...”