The well of love that waters your garden is at times filled with your tears. And it is good that it is so, for no waters are purer than those precious droplets released in your moments of surrender. Tears are seed drops of joy shed by your soul's physician. You may curse the physician's medicine, but the cure for your suffering is in your tears. Weep until seeds of joy take root in the womb of your soul.
-Return of the Prophet, Hajjar Gibran
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Return of the Prophet
As I have again been swamped with work, the blog has been relegated to the back burner. This is what I've been reading via audiobook recently: