“Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.”

“You are so weak. Give up to grace.The ocean takes care of each wave till it gets to shore.You need more help than you know.”

“You have no idea how hard I've looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What's the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It's no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.”

“You are sitting here with us,but you are also out walking in a field at dawn.You are yourself the animal we huntwhen you come with us on the hunt.You are in your bodylike a plant is solid in the ground,yet you are wind.You are the diver's clotheslying empty on the beach.You are the fish.In the ocean are many bright strandsand many dark strands like veins that are seenwhen a wing is lifted up.Your hidden self is blood in those,those veins that are lute stringsthat make ocean music,not the sad edge of surf,but the sound of no shore.”

“When you go through a hard period,When everything seems to oppose you,... When you feel you cannot even bear one more minute,NEVER GIVE UP!Because it is the time and place that the course will divert!”

“You have been walking the ocean's edge,holding up your robes to keep them dry.You must dive naked under and deeper under,a thousand times deeper. Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes.Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that?Do not put blankets over the drum.Open completely.”

“Don’t wait any longer.Dive in the ocean,Leave and let the sea be you.”