In the blindness of any given moment we are freed in knowing our unique essence is one with and shines as bright as any sun. Knows all the stars in one breath. Expands joy, love and peace far beyond anything written or imagined.
Category: Quote
Quote of The Day
All our hero’s, the people we look up to for inspiration are flawed, imperfect. The ones who know this and live a humble human existence are real hero’s, true #inspiration.
Quote of The Day
Don’t look back upon your accomplishments. Know they look at you.
Quote of the Day
If you awoke today “thinking,” I have a lot to do. Maybe “thinking,” I have too much to do today.
Remove “thinking” and replace with “presence” and rephrase. You will witness a very different experience as you allow rather than work to control an outcome.
“I enjoy this new day moment by moment. Everything I bring my attention to is special and exciting. I witness each new breath through the eyes of a child, allowing whatever “is” to be as it is.”
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A conscious path to surrender allows us to see the truth, where love becomes contagious.
Quote of the Day
The only thing holding us to anything are the energies we’ve learned and when cleared mean nothing.
Quieting the Mind
Asked recently how I quiet my mind during Yoga, this thought came to mind.
“I increase the length of my breath where possible and let my natural breath guide me inward. I move through pose without roughness like drawing a circle, allowing my circle to get bigger and bigger. I release awareness of the class around me, finding oneness and stillness with all that is.”
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I don’t believe my job in to challenge science. Science will theorize, publish and then recalculate as the universe discloses new secrets. My job is to challenge myself, knowing that everything is new and by design must be expanded.
Quote of the Day
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” – Rumi
A Poem for Spring
The time will come
when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
by Derek Walcott