Quotes About Awakening

We may experience a realization of our true Self the first time we meditate, but most often the process of awakening is gradual.

I never used to sleep much. I think we all go through a bit of a time like that where we rage about. If we don't, I don't think you've ever really lived.

I wake up at about the same time every day. I sleep well and wake without an alarm clock.

It takes time to become myself every morning.

Something had changed in me, even if I didn't know what it was just yet. All I could think was that I felt alive for the first time.

The greatest opportunity of our lives is to wake ourselves up and get going. There is so much to be done and so little time to do it. We should impress ourselves with the seriousness of slothfulness.

-"Nick?" "I'm still here, Laurant." -"Did you tell Tommy we slept together?" "No, but you just did. He's standing right here." She fell asleep. But this time she didn't have any dreams or nightmare.

THE JOURNEY IS FROM HERE TO HERE. AND THE ONLY TIME YOU CAN ARRIVE IS NOW.

The shadows are deepening all around us. Now is the time when we must begin to see our world and ourselves in a different way.

and when I waked up in the morning, drat it all, I had forgot what my name was.

I no longer wake up tired. I wake up tired and afraid.

The water crumbles on it's way down as my hands and feet push me forward. The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color. It feels like it's being painted around me.

His eyes did not do anything that shock normally describes. No snapping, no slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.

Never leave anything out to dry as the sun comes up for the new year.

It feels like the mornings clap their hands. To make me wake.

No snapping, slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.

The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color.

Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gather from inside me. Even in the night, in bed, they woke me. They painted themselves onto the ceiling. They burned themselves onto the sheets of memory laid out in my mind. When I woke up the next day, I wrote the words down, on a torn-up piece of paper. And to me, the world changed color that morning.

I am bewildering you a little. Just enough to help you forget what you came to believe, so that you can remember what you've always known.

enlightenment always tastes of freedom.

When we wake up in the morning (he thought), it's the first task that lies ahead of us: the separation of the true from the false. We have to dismiss, to erase the mocking kingdoms made by sleep. But at the close of day it was the other way round, and we sought the untrue and the fictitious, sometimes snapping ourselves awake in our hunger for nonsensical connections.

Asking the question of being is one of the essential and fundamental conditions for the awakening of spirit and hence for an originary world of historical Dasein. It is indispensable if the peril of world-darkening [Weltverdüsterung] is to be forestalled and if our Volk at the center of the West is to take on its historical mission.

Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.

Now she realized she had never been kissed before. Not really. Not like this. Ah, never like this.