Quotes About Awakening

Here is one of the principles of women waking: If you don't respond to the first gentle nudges, they will increase in intensity. Next you will wake up on the roof. And if you do not respond to that, there will likely be a crash.

We must wake up, journey, name, challenge, shed, reclaim, ground, and heal.

I think of the dictum that when one person in a relationship starts to become conscious, the other is compelled to become conscious, too. Awakening precipitates awakening, and sometimes a woman's dogged groping for enlightenment and wholeness will ignite the process in her mate (or vice versa).

Forming a critique is essential to the birth and development of a spiritual feminist consciousness. Until a woman is willing to set aside her unquestioned loyalty and look critically at the tradition and convention of her faith, her awakening will never fully emerge. The extent of her healing, autonomy, and power is related to the depth of the critique she is able to integrate into her life.

It was close to the end of Shebat, when the almond trees blossomed. The wakeful tree, we called it. Midway down the hill, I smelled its rich brown scent, and winding farther, I came upon the tree itself, its canopy lush with white flowers.

Years later a friend said to me, "When a conventional wife with a conventional husband experiences a feminist awakening, there is bound to be a marital explosion.

Once you wake up, can you wake up any more?

He was woken by music. It beckoned him, lilting and insistent; delicate music, played by delicate instruments that he could not identify, with one rippling, bell-like phrase running through it in a gold thread of delight. There was in this music so much of the deepest enchantment of all his dreams and imaginings that he woke smiling in pure happiness at the sound.

Not that kind of proof, Kyber. Come on, Buck Rogers got a ride in a flying car, and all I get is a slide show and a history lesson? It's going to take more than this to convince me that I slept for almost two centuries.

her body was stirring as heat sparked and her girl parts woke up. No

I don't want to express alienation. It isn't what I feel. I'm interested in various kinds of passionate engagement. All my work says be serious, be passionate, wake up.

Wake up & Smell The Hot Chocolate ! ~ Eddie Havens

It seemed off that anyone could live behind such a high hedge of thorns, and he began to think it would be no great surprize to discover that Mr. Wyvern had been asleep for a hundred years or so. 'Well, I shall not mind that so much,' he thought, 'so long as I am not expected to kiss him.

Part of him believes he's still on that trip, that everything since has been one giant hallucination, and that one day he'll snap out of it and find himself back on his couch in St. Louis, listening to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon.

Dragon's eyes flew open. He stared at his hand curved over the alabaster mound of a perfectly formed breast, at the delectable rose-hued nipple peeking through his fingers, up past the firm set of a certain chin and straight into honey-hued eyes that somehow failed to appear the least abashed. "Uh..." he said, which he rather thought was as articulate as any man could be expected to be under the circumstances, skald-souled or not.

Nothing happens? Or has everything happened, and we are standing now, quietly, in the new life?

average person has five dreams per night, typically of increasingly greater length. Many mystic traditions suggest that the last dream of the series, the one just before waking, usually possesses the most spiritual significance.

True healing is not physical — it is a spiritual awakening to our True Self. If art is used for that purpose then it can be quite healing as it purifies the mind of thoughts that create disease.

It takes far less courage to kill yourself than it takes to make yourself wake up one more time. It's harder to stay where you are than to get out. For everyone but you, that is.

Mr. Bridgerton?" she asked softly. "Mr. Bridgerton!" Benedict's head jerked up violently. "What? What?" "You fell asleep." He blinked confusedly. "Is there a reason that's bad?" "You can't fall asleep in your clothing.

he was struck again by that odd sense of somehow being more alive than he'd been just seconds earlier.

He yawned again, this time very loudly, and lazily opened his eyes. "I'm sorry I woke you up," she said quickly. "Was I sleeping?" She nodded. "So there really is a God," he muttered.

Y él, que se había acostado con incontables mujeres, de repente comprendió que hasta ese momento sólo había sido un niño. Porque jamás había sido así. Todo lo anterior había sido su cuerpo. Esto era su alma.

he felt an odd tingling, as if he'd suddenly come alive after years of sleepwalking. Then he'd turned and seen her, and he'd known she was the reason he was there that night; the reason he lived in England, the very reason he'd been born.