Before you could think, you were perfect. Now that you can think, you are still perfect. So you see, thinking doesn’t change a thing about you.


All nature proclaims Love.

But we think that it is selective. We can love our selves, but not our hair. We can love our mother, but not our father. We can love Buddhists, but not Christians. We can love this, but not that.

I have some unfortunate news for you.

It is our thinking that is incompatible with Love.

Nothing escapes Love. Not even our hair.