Quotes About Awakening

And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

I awoke with devout thanksgiving for my friends.

Marriage is like a phone call in the night: first the ring, and then you wake up.

Dear God, I woke up, I am healthy, I am alive, thank you. I apologize for all my complaining. I'm truly grateful for all you've done.

I wake up every morning to say thank you God for waking me up to see another day to enjoy life.

Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9)

Dragons eventually wake and crawl from their dark dens.

I woke up on the floor of Lia's wagon and thought she had finally planted an ax in my skull.

Look. Take a good long look and remember the lives lost. Real people that someone loved. Before you go about the task I have given you, see the devastation and remember what they did. What could happen again. Know what is at stake. Dragons eventually wake and crawl from their dark dens.

Everywhere the poems open.

Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.

I said, 'We have dreamed, dear friend. Another time, we might awaken. Let it be a dream forgotten at morning.' That seemed a better way of saying it than, 'Never remind me of this, for fear I should stick a knife in you.

The madness is there, and will always be there. But it will keep sleeping, as long as I don't wake it up.

There is no alarm clock like embarrassment,

Buddhism is originally not a religion of faith in a transcendent deity but a religion of awakening to the true nature of self and others.

The memory of life arrived on this earth carried by the soul of water. From this memory, life awoke, the human being emerged...

Everyday begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Moon woke me up nine times —still just 4 a.m.

Summer moon - Clapping hands I herald dawn

by the time you open your eyes, the world might have already changed.

But not just alive like I was yesterday and the day before. Alive like I knew I was alive. Like I could feel the breaths coming into my chest. And I knew I was the person inside my own body.

Music doesn't get in. Music is already in. Music simply uncovers what is there, makes you feel emotions that you didn't necessarily know you had inside you, and runs around waking them all up. A rebirth of sorts.

A música não entra. Ela já está lá dentro. A música simplesmente descobre o que já está lá, faz com que sinta emoções que não sabia ter dentro de si e sai correndo acordando a todas. Um renascimento, por assim dizer.