Quotes About Divine

Ask the Divine to replace any energies that aren't your own—whether these energies are emotional only, mental only, or a partnership of the two—with a healing stream of grace. (The Spirit- to-Spirit technique given in chapter 4 is a good way to separate and release others' emotional energies.) Request also that your own feelings and beliefs, those lodged in and pertinent to your spiritual self, become animate and accessible.

I viewed this image inside of a box and pictured the edges of the box reaching outer space. I knew the Divine would have to create the path; I wasn't innovative enough to do so. Within a few days, an entirely unexpected outcome emerged.

Know also that you might find different parts of your soul scattered in different times, spaces, and lifetimes, and even lingering in between lifetimes. Ask the Divine to gather all parts of your soul and sew them together with love, cleansing, healing, and integrating them through this process. Many mental health disorders are actually outgrowths of a fragmented soul and begin to heal once we're made whole again.

You can support your spiritual-field repair with prayer, meditation, or contemplation. Prayer sends messages to the Divine; meditation quiets the self so it can receive a response. Contemplation is like having tea with God; we can sit and stare into the Divine's eyes forever, basking in this eternal presence, and simply enjoy our own nature.

If you are, simply request that the Divine change it for you.

In a cosmos whose innermost nature has been revealed as Mercy, we need merely rest in the goodness of that embrace and trust

Nada te turbe, nada te'espante; Quien a Dios tiene nada le falta. Nada te turbe, nada te'espante, Solo Dios basta.

Only from the level of spiritual awareness do you begin to see and trust that all is held in the divine Mercy. But once grounded in that certainty, you can begin to reach out to the world with the same wonderful, generous vulnerability that we see in Christ.

contemplative prayer is simply a wordless, trusting opening of self to the divine presence. Far from being advanced, it is about the simplest form of prayer there is. Children recognize it instantly—as I did—perhaps because, as the sixteenth-century mystic John of the Cross intimates, "Silence is God's first language."1

New Myths of Feminine Divine

I may be heaven-sent, but I'm not perfect.

The real, by which I mean God, continues to remain unfathomable.

If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Thy hand shall guide me and Thy right hand shall hold me.

Being somebody who's like a theater geek that I am, I can just go right back to Aeschylus and Euripides and Sophocles: they were writing about gods and goddesses versus humans, and how gods could distort, pervert, or help people get what they want.

You know, I think that allowing somebody, one mere person to believe that he or she is like, the vessel you know, like the font and the essence and the source of all divine, creative, unknowable, eternal mystery is just a smidge too much responsibility to put on one fragile, human psyche. It's like asking somebody to swallow the sun.

God is using people to accomplish His work, of saving souls, but we have to remember that it is not us doing the work. It's God using our vessel.

I am convinced that there are universal currents of Divine Thought vibrating the ether everywhere and that any who can feel these vibrations is inspired.

It is God who gives us the opportunity to win and to get victories.

Our God's going to be victorious. He's the Creator of the universe. I'm just a vessel trying to do my part with what I've been given.

The modern notion of art is an essentially religious or magical one in which the artist is viewed as a holy beast who in some way, big or small, receives flashes from the godhead, which is known as creativity.

He opened his eyes and focused on her with difficulty. "If I need divine grace," he whispered, "I'm in trouble…unless we can find some corrupt angel to bribe." A startled laugh escaped her. "Don't be blasphemous.

To feel the presence of the Lord is an amazing thing.

Consider this: on the first day of creation, before God picked up the pen to scribble in stars and moon, sun and sky (and the sea monsters of the deep); the Lord God looked at the margins around and wondered what might come to life in those edges of existence. What we would see as void and empty, God saw as opportunity. Eugene Peterson, in The Message, describes it this way: "Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness" (Genesis 1:2).

To turn from this institution 'in the position of not-believing: 'This would be the utopian turn. 'I can't do it. 'So I pierce utopia 'with divine boredom. And then the dog - for it was a dog who spoke' gently ambled off betwixt black trunks of trees and I am going to tell you that this dog glanced back in simple sadness said 'Soon there will be only society'.