Those who lead us to our sacred selves walk not before us, but beside.

Celebrate one soul, touch one heart, light one lamp; and the whole universe moves.

We each bring our own unique beauty to the world, and how blessed we are to have the freedom to find that beauty in each other.

It is in the last step that one finds the unfathomable beginning; it is in the aloneness that one discovers himself never alone; it is in the deep silence that one hears the hidden music—the chant of eternity, the illuminated whisper of love.

A message from Love: Write my name in silent script upon your heart; and then… go anywhere, and be what you have written.