Quotes About Renewal

Things feel hard now, but it will pass. Everything passes, and something new comes along to fill the space.

Leave New York or the poem will kill you.

to renew a conflict is to acculturate.

We can't change by fancy methods. We can't change by mere willpower. But God's Spirit working in us can help us to "will and to act according to his good purpose" (Philippians 2:13).

To achieve happiness, one must be willing to let go of what no longer serves them.

The legacy from my mother is eighteen things, and the last is the capacity to look at life fresh, to not give up. To tell the truth about our fuckups and our wounds. To let it hurt. To change, to let go, to start over - the willingness to keep starting over, for as long as we have and as long as it takes.

No matter how grim things may seem, they always get better.

April was considered cruel because, unlike winter, which had "kept us warm" by "covering the earth in forgetful snow," April's thaw not only laid bare the dormant rot below, it unearthed a fresh hope—of renewal, of change, of brighter days ahead—that was ultimately doomed to disappoint.

If you're still hanging onto a dead dream of yesterday, laying flowers on its grave by the hour, you cannot be planting the seeds for a new dream to grow today

By the light of your stars, heal me.

Renew My Strength God of Strength, who calls forth eagles to bend wings in adoration, who sends forth eagles to wing wide in praise, I am in need of your strength. Carry me on your loving wings. Renew my strength. Give me the energy for the going and create in me an openness to future flying. Great God of eagles' hearts, I want to trust that you will bear me up, that you will support me. I look to you to renew my strength just as surely as eagles' wings are wide in the sky.

Snake's Lullaby Brother, sister, flick your tongue and taste the flakes of autumn sun. Use these last few hours of gold to travel, travel toward the cold. Before your coils grow stiff and dull, your heartbeat slows to winter's lull, seek the sink of sheltered stones that safely cradle sleeping bones. Brother, sister, find the ways back to the deep and tranquil bays, and 'round each other twist and fold to weave a heavy cloak of cold.

Gratitude is a harbinger of healing, the first robin of spring.

Love opens us. Pain deepens us. Courage strengthens us. Joy enlightens us. Beauty renews us.

Ese imperioso deseo de comenzar de nuevo, de borrar las cartas que el destino te ha repartido, es un sentimiento engañoso y perturbador.

Where does the past go when it changes?

Tal vez fue aquella la primera vez que pasó por mi cabeza, si bien de forma intuitiva y rudimentaria, la misma idea que se repetiría después, encarnada en palabras distintas o a veces sin necesidad de palabras: este hombre no ha sido siempre este hombre. Este hombre era otro hombre antes

At any moment we'd look each other in the eye and understand there was no longer any solution. That's what I was expecting: a blow, painless and sharp. Then, as difficult as the moment might be, we'd each start over again on our own. And it would all, undoubtedly, be best for both of us.

You are reborn with the roses, in every spring.

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

Silence which in breaking up at dawn will speak differently.

tengo algunos rebusques todavía, pero no quiero ni oír las cosas viejas. Me hace mal. Es una cuestión de salud.

la lluvia crecía cuando parecía morir, se alimentaba de sí misma para volver a subir, era un fuego de agua al que el viento manoseaba.

Now to go on, now to be Ghost. It banishes the other ghosts from his side, for a time: being someone else. Leaving the world, he steps on stage. Now, the real turn into ghosts. Like a snail in reverse, he can only live away from the shell of himself.