It is the heart that makes a man rich. He is rich according to what he is, not according to what he has.
- Henry Ward Beecher
Monday, January 30, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
In the stillness
In the stillness of night, the Goddess whispers. In the brightness of the day, dear God roars. Life pulses, mind imagines, emotions wave, thoughts wander. What are all these but the endless movements of One Taste, forever at play with its own gestures, whispering quietly to all who would listen: is this not you yourself? When the thunder roars, do you not hear your Self? When the lightning cracks, do you not see your Self? When clouds float quietly across the sky, is this not your very own limitless Being, waving back at you?
--Ken Wilber
--Ken Wilber
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
One day
"One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life."
~ Kahlil Gibran
~ Kahlil Gibran
Monday, December 26, 2011
It is a harmful error
"It is a harmful error to assume we understand something
Simply because it agrees with what we already believe."
~Vernon Howard
Simply because it agrees with what we already believe."
~Vernon Howard
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Thursday, December 22, 2011
We never know
We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.
~ Emily Dickinson
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.
~ Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
You must learn
You must learn to be still in the midst of activity
and to be vibrantly alive in repose.
~ Indira Ghandi
and to be vibrantly alive in repose.
~ Indira Ghandi
Monday, October 31, 2011
Twinkle twinkle little bat
Twinkle, twinkle little bat
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a tea-tray in the sky.
~Lewis Carroll
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a tea-tray in the sky.
~Lewis Carroll
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Normal day
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
~ Mary Jean Irion
Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
~ Mary Jean Irion
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
What we feel
What we feel and think and are is to a great extent determined by the state of our ductless glands and viscera.
~Aldous Huxley
~Aldous Huxley
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