You're a sensitive soul. That's exactly what I meant:

in tears, a strange kind of ecstatic joy that was reminiscent of nostalgia and longing for something beyond what I could comprehend,

(Here's another ecstatic desert meditation, originally titled I Wept for Creation)

Pleasure to virtually meet, intimate stranger :) As far as which book to begin with, well, what do you like? If poetry, Balancing Acts, if essays, Trial by Ink, if conversations, The Artist as Mystic. Lastly, if aphorisms, Signposts to Elsewhere, but you'd need to purchase that from me, directly, for the time being. Thank you, for your support _/|\_