“Holy spirits, you walk up there in the light, on soft earth. Shining god-like breezes touch upon you gently, as a woman's fingers play music on holy strings.Like sleeping infants the gods breathe without any plan; the spirit flourishes continually in them, chastely kept, as in a small bud, and their holy eyes look out in still eternal clearness.A place to rest isn't given to us. Suffering humans decline and blindly fall from one hour to the next, like water thrown from cliff to cliff, year after year, down into the Unknown.”

“when i was a boya god often rescued mefrom the shouts and the rods of menand i played among trees and flowerssecure in their kindnessand the breezes of heavenwere playing there too.and as you delightthe hearts of plantswhen they stretch towards youwith little strengthso you delighted the heart in mefather Helios, and like Endymioni was your favourite,Moon. o allyou friendlyand faithful godsi wish you could knowhow my soul has loved you.even though when i called to you thenit was not yet with names, and younever named me as people doas though they knew one anotheri knew you betterthan i have ever known them.i understood the stillness above the skybut never the words of men.trees were my teachersmelodious treesand i learned to loveamong flowers.i grew up in the arms of the gods.”

“All the fruit is ripe, plunged in fire, cooked,And they have passed their test on earth, and one law is this:That everything curls inward, like snakes,Prophetic, dreaming onThe hills of heaven. And many thingsHave to stay on the shoulders like a loadof failure. However the roadsAre bad. For the chained elements,Like horses, are going off to the side,And the oldLaws of the earth. And a longingFor disintegration constantly comes. Many things howeverHave to stay on the shoulders. Steadiness is essential.Forwards, however, or backwards we willNot look. Let us learn to live swayingAs in a rocking boat on the sea.”

“I grew up in the arms of the gods.”

“The nativity mystery “conceived from the Holy Spirit and born from the Virgin Mary”, means, that God became human, truly human out of his own grace. The miracle of the existence of Jesus , his “climbing down of God” is: Holy Spirit and Virgin Mary! Here is a human being, the Virgin Mary, and as he comes from God, Jesus comes also from this human being. Born of the Virgin Mary means a human origin for God. Jesus Christ is not only truly God, he is human like every one of us. He is human without limitation. He is not only similar to us, he is like us.”

“For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine.”

“God in Christ above me, God in the Spirit within me. [. . .]‘And even as it taught you, ye abide in Him.’ Here we have again the Holy Trinity: the Holy One, from whom the holy anointing comes; the Holy Spirit, who is Himself the anointing; and Christ, the Holy One of God, in whom the anointing teaches us to abide. [. . .]The teaching of the Holy Spirit is in the heart first; man’s teaching in the mind. Let all our thinking ever lead us to cease from thought, and to open the heart and will to the Spirit to teach there in His own Divine way, deeper than thought and feeling. Unseen, within the veil, the Holy Spirit abideth. Be silent and still, believe and expect, and cling to Jesus.”