Quotes About Balance

Suspense was an excellent tool for keeping powerful people off balance.

Clerres is the heart of the world, and the heartbeat of the world must always be steady.

It was play, pure and simple. Play that I'd had no time for, that I had dismissed as unnecessary and an interruption to all the practical tasks of a well-ordered life. When had I lost sight of taking simple pleasure for the sake of pleasure?

The wisest man takes the shortest path to peace with himself.

The violence of a flood tears a tree from the riverbank, but the nurturing soil and water the flood brings more than compensate

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that.

Is it the nature of the world that all things seek a rhythm, and in that rhythm a sort of peace? Certainly it has always seemed so to me. All events, no matter how earthshaking or bizarre, are diluted within moments of their occurrence by the continuance of the necessary routines of day-to-day living. Men walking a battlefield to search for wounded among the dead will still stop to cough, to blow their noses, still lift their eyes to watch a V of geese in flight.

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that. And no less.

This is a quote from C. S. Lewis. It helped me a lot when I was trying to decide God's will fro me when my emotions were overruling my logic. Feelings come adn go, and when they come, a good use can be made of them, but they cannot be our regular spiritual diet.

A heart at peace gives life to the body.

We all need to have dreams. The question is, does the dream control you or do you control the dream?

You would throw away all that we have given you for a man's love?" "Not a man's love," I say softly. "But Duval's. And I would find a way to serve both my god and my heart. Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them.

In Italy, they add work and life on to food and wine.

Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. The roses said: You do not have to choose.

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The good life is thereby widely confused with unrestrained indulgence made possible by nonempathetic self-absorption.

Augustine said, "The soul makes war with the body," but Meister Eckhart said, "The soul loves the body.

Your immune systems are comprised of all parts of the eco-system you know as yourself, and include not only every part of you, from your conscious and subconscious thoughts to your physical body systems, but also how you live and function in relationship with the larger ecosystems that surround you.

We tend to overemphasize and over-rely on our minds to the point where we disengage from our bodies and let our instincts and intuition atrophy. This is neither safe nor wise, and causes us to live in more fear than is healthy.

replenish the connection that you have never truly lost with Earth.

A little sadness is good for everyone. It's da only way ya gets to happiness. If you happy all da time, you gots nuttin' to compare it wit. No, sorrow is a gift, Charlotte. You takes it, you tip your hat to it, an' den ya moves on. But ya gots to acknoledge it or else it will have ya fo breakfast. Give sadness its due and move on.

All powers have two sides, the power to create and the power to destroy. We must recognize them both, but invest our gifts on the side of creation.

Balance is not a passive resting place—it takes work, balancing the giving and the taking, the raking out and the putting in.

The word ecology is derived from the Greek oikos , the word for home.