| BkVI:2.III.22 | Nothing can attack who you really are. Nothing can hurt who you are by divine disposition. Nothing can contaminate your holiness. Your innocence has been so sheltered from everything alien to it that nothing can taint it. You are the virgin, the saint, the redeemer, and the redeemed. You are the sweetness of love. You don't need others to tell you this. You know it. You need not prove it to anyone; know it and rest in that sacred knowledge every day of your life. |