Quotes About Awakening

The birds sing in chorus; deep tunnels run between the stalks of flowers; the house is whitened; the sleeper stretches; gradually all is astir. Light floods the room and drives shadow beyond shadow to where they hang in folds inscrutable. What does the central shadow hold? Something? Nothing? I do not know.

I raged, and woke to hear the rain.

Prima del risveglio, le voci degli uccelli e il rumore delle ruote si intonano e producono una strana armonia, che cresce e cresce, e chi dorme si sente spinto verso le rive della vita, così si sentì lui, tirato verso la vita, col sole che diventava sempre più caldo, le grida sempre più forti; qualcosa di tremendo stava per accadere.

So coming back from a journey, or after an illness, before habits had spun themselves across the surface, one felt that same unreality, which was so startling; felt something emerge. Life was most vivid then.

Theoretically there is no absolute proof that one's awakening in the morning (the finding oneself again in the saddle of one's personality) is not really a quite unprecedented event, a perfectly original birth.

What surprises you in life? The marvel of consciousness -- that sudden window swinging open on a sunlit landscape amidst the night of non-being.

I see the awakening of consciousness as a series of spaced flashes, with the intervals between them gradually diminishing until bright blocks of perception are formed, affording memory and a slippery hold.

But even during this sleep—still, still—his real life showed through too much.

Es espantoso cuando la vida real de pronto resulta ser un sueño, pero ¡cuánto más espantoso cuando lo que uno ha creído que era un sueño —fluido e irresponsable— de pronto empieza a cuajarse como realidad!

One Cincinnatus was counting, but the other Cincinnatus had already stopped heeding the sound of the unnecessary count which was fading away in the distance; and, with a clarity he had never experienced before – at first almost painful, so suddenly did it come, but then suffusing him with joy, he reflected: why am I here? Why am I lying like this? And, having asked himself these simple questions, he answered them by getting up and looking around.

Strange, That in this nigger place, I should meet Life face to face When for years, I had been seeking Life in places gentler speaking Until I came to this near street And found Life — stepping on my feet!

I feel like I'm finally whole. I'm five thousand years old," he rasped. "But the day you found me in the woods, that's when my life started.

I was a virgin before you. You woke a sleeping demon, Regan. I tried to sate it myself, but failed. Now you're going to deal with the consequences.

Feeling themselves betrayed by the British and the French, their claim to Palestine thwarted by the Balfour Declaration, the Arabs lived a rude awakening in the aftermath of World War I. As was perhaps inevitable, the focal point of their fury became the Zionist return

Feeling themselves betrayed by the British and the French, their claim to Palestine thwarted by the Balfour Declaration, the Arabs lived a rude awakening in the aftermath of World War I. As was perhaps inevitable, the focal point of their fury became the Zionist return to a land the Arabs felt had been promised to them.

She knelt at the side of my bed, kissed my cheek, and I woke, rubbed my eyes, looked up at her dreamily. The hall light shone in my eyes. There was a halo in her hair. It must have been that Tupperware bowl on her head.

I can't think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why they're dead.

She had thought: No, I was dead. Now I'm

I knew, as soon as I woke up, that the dream had come from God and it was about the reality of Jesus. The truth of Him. The He was a person whose pronouns you had to capitalize. That He was God.

You are an epiphany.

You have the means to direct knowledge of the spiritual worlds. You have the senses that will help you to perceive these subtle spheres. It only remains for you to develop your sleeping powers. The question should not be 'is there life after death', it should be 'what am I doing to awaken my faculties to perceive the spirit worlds?

The goal of the Sufi is not to destroy his or her body, but to awaken each cell to Blessed Awareness of the One Living Truth.

The Initiated Adept Jesus could revivify his own flesh through his Christic Body of Pure Light and become the Fully-Actuated 'new creation.' The lesson to be learned is that you too can receive the Christos and become illumined. The Christos is the Divine Seed and Sophia is the Sacred Fertile Land. Your task is to prepare the land (Physical, Etheric and Astral, bodies) to receive the Spirit of the Christos, and thus the land will flourish again. The Christos calls you to awake out of sleep.

Often we go through minutes, hours, and even days operating totally from our subconscious. We think we are in control, but the subconscious has established its own agenda and is really running the show. We are ASLEEP! Walking Zombies!