Quotes About Contemplation

We must plunge into the mystery itself. Only then will we know peace.

When you approach something to photograph it, first be still with yourself until the object of your attention affirms your presence. Then don't leave until you have captured its essence.

Ara, sol i expectant, torno a percebre la plenitud del temps, com el ressò potser desmesurat d'una campana que puntua les hores amb un toc remot i displicent d'indiferència.

I ara torna la lúcida tristesa, una mirada fonda i vehement que no vulnera límits i reposa en qualsevol objecte.

El buit és un preu alt per sobreviure quan no voldries més que reposar i beure a petits glops la poca vida que et falta per viure. Consirós i lúcid et revoltes - contra què No pots fugir de tu mateix ni ho vols. Tota pregunta ha esdevingut inútil i ho seria també tota resposta.

Atura el temps si pots, i si no pots atura't tu i aprofita el silenci per escoltar la veu que et representa.

For women mystics, contemplative life is not so much a matter of transcending the illusions of mundane existence or attaining states of perfect equanimity as it is about becoming as fully present as possible to the realities of the human experience. In showing up for what is, no matter how pedestrian or tedious, how aggravating or shameful, the what is begins to reveal itself as imbued with holiness. How do we make space in our lives for this kind of sacred seeing?

The more you turn inward, the more available the sacred becomes. when you sit in. silence and turn your gaze toward the holy mystery you once called God, the mystery follows you back out into the world. When you walk with purposeful focus on breath and birdsong, your breathing and the twitter of the chickadee reveal themselves as miracles. .

He's stuck at 3:14 a.m. with only the moon to talk to.

I wondered how many other things had flown past me into death. Perhaps many. Perhaps I was flying past them, like the grim reaper, signaling the end. This would explain so much.

The longer I stood there, the longer I had to stand there. It was intricate and exponential. I looked like I was doing nothing, but really I was as busy as a physicist or a politician. I was strategizing my next move. That my next move was always not to move didn't make it any easier.

In my essence, I am a stone, unmoving for ten thousand years, unless picked up and moved.

And I realize how useless wails are and how gratuitous melancholy is.

Sunt uneori st?ri care parc? îÅŸi pierd durata. Nu ÅŸtii - sau nu-Å£i aduci aminte - când au început, ce le-a dezl?nÅ£uit, cum se transform?. Åži totuÅŸi, din beatitudinea aceea turbure se desprinde uneori un cuvânt, un strig?t, o melodie sau m?car o singur? not? muzical?, care îÅ£i r?mâne necontenit prezent?, f?r? s? te mire precaritatea sau chiar nesemnificaÅ£ia ei.

Truly, he who is yonder will be a wise man.

I mjese?ina može biti pogled na svijet.

Svaki ?ovjek se je bar jednom, nedvojbeno, osje?ao kao mramorno poprsje.

I soon realized that what I really wanted was time to ruminate, time to observe, and often time to be alone.

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When one is alone one is receptive - a ready vessel for the sights, the scents and sounds which pour in through relaxed and animated senses to refresh the inner man.

Mas tudo parecia tão remoto, tão abstrato e estranho para ele. Quanto mais olhava para o mar e para o céu, mais afastado se sentia da humanidade.

He was, after all, an avid reader, preferring the detached solace of a book above most human interaction. Yet

I had a stick of CareFree gum, but it didn't work. I felt pretty good while I was blowing that bubble, but as soon as the gum lost its flavor, I was back to pondering my mortality.

Finding the answer to an eternal question creates bigger questions.