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 The human heart can go to the lengths of God
Dark and cold we may be,but this
Is no winter now. The frozen misery
Of centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move.
The thunder of the floes,
The thaw, the flood, the upstart spring.
Thank God our time is now when wrong
Comes up to face us everywhere,
Never to leave us till we take
The longest stride of Soul men ever took
Affairs are now Soul-size
The enterprise is exploration into God!
Where are you making for? It takes
So many thousand years to wake
But will you wake for pity's sake?
From "A Sleep of Prisoners" Christopher Fry
 The present is the child of the past
The future the begotten of the present
And yet O present moment knowest thou not thou hast no parent
Nor canst thou have a child
That thou art ever begetting but thyself
Before thou hast ever begun to say
I am the progeny of the departed moment the child of the past
Thou hast become that past itself
Before thou utterest the last syllable
Behold thou art no more the present but verrily the future
The ever living trinity in one
The Mahamaya of the absolute IS
Unknown Eastern writing
 Motion measures space -Time measures motion
Space is the medium in which motion and time occur
Motion is energy-Energy forms matter
Time and space give matter form
With motion operating in time the future becomes the past
The future is that into which motion flows
The past is that from which motion came
In the present there is NO-THING -MU a Japanese word-the void
Incapable of perception in our finite state of consciousness
Where we are bound in the process of birth-growth-decay and death
Until we realise aliveness is an infinite process transcending
The physical form and fundamentally becoming a state of BEING
This state of BEING is the ETERNAL NOW-THE PRESENT
Where there is no motion or time -COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS
On parent knees a naked new born child
weeping thou satst while all around thee smiled
So live that sinking in thy last long sleep
Calm thou may smile while all around thee weep
Author unknown
If there be any lover in the world, O Moslems,' is I.
If there be any believers ,infidel or Christian hermit,' is I.
The wine dregs, the cup bearer, the minstrel, the harp and the music.
The beloved, the candle, the drink and the joy of the drunken-'tis I
The two and twenty creeds and sects in the world
Do not really exist-I swear by God that every creed and sect-'tis I
Jelaluddin Rumi
 When you make the two one
and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner
and the above as the below
and when you make the male and the female into a single one
so that there will no longer be male or female
and when you make an eye in the place of an eye
a hand in the place of a hand and a foot in the place of a foot
then shall ye enter the kingdom of heaven.
From "The Secret Sayings of Jesus" Gospel of St. Thomas
That the yielding conquers the resistant
And the soft conquers the hard
Is a fact known by all men, yet utilized by none Lai Tzu
 Until one is committed there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, ineffectiveness.
Concerning all acts of initiative and creation there is one elementary truth
the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans.
The moment that one definitely commits oneself then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help one that would otherwise never have occurred.
A whole stream of events issue from the decision, raising in one's favour
All manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance
Which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.
Whatever you can do or dream, you can begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
Begin it now.
Goethe
Harken to the reed forlorn,breathing ever since twas torn
From its rusty bed a strain of impassioned love and pain
The secret of my song though near none can see and none can hear
O for a friend to know the sign and mingle all his soul with mine
Tis the flame of love that burns me-tis the wine of love inside me
Wouldst thou know how lovers bleed
Harken harken to the reed
Author unknown
 May the road rise to meet you-may the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face- the rain fall softly upon your fields
And until we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
When the storms break for him may the trees shake for him their blossoms down
And in the night that he is troubled may a friend wake for him
So that his time be doubled -And at the end of all living and loving
May the man above give him a crown.
Above from dear friends on two occasions
To see a world in a grain of sand
and heaven in a wild flower
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And see eternity in an hour
T.S. Elliot
To move in through the consciousness
And out through many forms
By the timeless stream of growing
Flowing darkness into dawn
With energies to discipline-experience to know
The contemplative life-the outward active show
All in all requires the living-contradictions,mystery
The receiving and the giving-just to BE. From "Yoga of the inward path" Ronald Beesley 
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