Quotes About Nature

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle: When the sun comes up, you'd better be running!

Eat an apple,sing a song, Don't touch a snake as it wriggles along. Run for an hour, walk for a day, Hark to the birds and heed what they say.

I must live a little each day, greet the sun as it rises and revel in its setting, swim naked, sip coffee and wine by the shore, generate new ideas, admire myself, talk to animals, meditate, laugh, risk adventures. I must try to be soft, not hard; fluid, not rigid; tender, not cold; find rather than seek. I have been embraced by the sea, tested by its elements, emptied of anxiety, cleansed with fresh thought. In the process, I have recovered myself.

I couldn't imagine life unless I could continue to have powerful experiences in the wild, and I never wanted to be in a place where I wanted to do something but my body couldn't....

If it's natural to kill, why do men have to go into training to learn how?

If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?

Know why I plant trees?" "No." "I like thinking that they'll be here long after I'm gone. All those fine memories pushing up to the sky.

You don't need fancy things to feel good. You can hug a puppy. You can buy a can of paint and surround yourself with color. You can plant a flower and watch it grow. You can decide to trust people - the right people. You can decide to start over and let other people start over too" -Sugar Mae Cole

Mountains draw you to a deeper place in yourself

It's a pretty day, huh?" Meesha glared at me.

Some tension is necessary for the soul to grow, and we can put that tension to good use. We can look for every opportunity to give and receive love, to appreciate nature, to heal our wounds and the wounds of others, to forgive, and to serve.

In Bali, even mundane things are reminders of the sacred.

May I be at peace, May my heart remain open, May I awaken to the light of my own true nature, May I be healed, May I be a source of healing for all beings.

Today is a cross-quarter day, halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. The sun is becoming an ever greater presence; the days are growing longer.

May all beings be free, May all beings knew the love and beauty of their own true nature, May all beings find happiness in service to all.

Today the cosmic wheel turns and opens fully to the West. The hours of light and dark are exactly equal on this first day of fall.

The beauty of May draws us out of hibernation into a natural mindfulness of the blessing and abundance of nature. Gratitude and mindfulness are intimately related, for as we practice gratitude we come more aware, more present. We wake up.

Help me take a deep breath whenever I'm caught in the ego and switch into an awareness of the present moment and the peace, joy, creativity and love of my own true nature, my Higher Self.

May there be peace on earth, May the hearts of all people be open to themselves and to each other, May all people awaken to the light of their own true nature, May all creation be blessed and be a blessing to All That Is.

May you be at peace, May your heart remain open, May you awaken to the light of your own true nature, May you be healed, May you be a source of healing for all beings.

Kindling the Light Within December is the month in which all the forces of nature are aligned to help us give birth to the Light within.

The days are growing ever longer in June, and the Medicine Wheel of the seasons will open fully to the South on the summer solstice, June 21.

September is the culmination of the harvest and the storing of earth's abundance.

In this way we will restore our place in the Great Web of Life that we may treat the earth and all her children with the greatest respect and love. February is the perfect time for the flowering of compassion. Listen to the voices of the Ancient Ones as they penetrate the winter stillness: The seeds are beginning to stir in the dark womb of the Earth Mother. Days grow longer and Brother Bear stretches in his den.