Quotes About Tranquility

When your mind is stable, move into shikantaza by just sitting. Allow whatever comes up to come up, whether it is a sound or a thought or a physical sensation. Observe it until it drops away. Just let whatever is present be present. Continue this way until the end of your sitting period.

Peace in the head, peace in the stomach.

Pa gen lape nan tet, si pa gen lape nan vant (there is no peace in the head if there is no peace in the stomach).

There's a moment, Lydia realizes, or no, more than a moment—a span of perhaps fifteen minutes just at twilight—when the desert is the most perfect place that exists. The temperature, the light, the colors, all hang and linger at some unflawed precipice, like the cars of a roller coaster ticking ever so slowly over the apex before the crash.

He knows stability is the key, and he wants peace.

Not the kind of passionate, thrilling happy that can quickly turn into disappointment, but the calm happy that comes when life is steadily going along just the way it should.

Jeanne Birdsall

May sleep envelop you as a bed sheet floating gently down, tickling your skin and removing every worry. Reminding you to consider only this moment.

She was sitting in a beach chair, facing the lit-up buildings across the water.

None of us are changing. Everything is fine. Let's have a picnic.

the Rev. Paul Ford climbed the hill and entered the Pendleton Woods, hoping that the hushed beauty of God's out-of-doors would still teh tumult that His children of men had wrought.

He panted for silence as others do for air.

Peace is our gift to each other.

All this under a magnificent blue sky.

The dead have no place down here. They must leave us in peace.

I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace.

She goes back to bed, turns out the light, and can hear herself start to snore before she falls off into sleep. She doesn't know why so many people hate snoring. She finds it soothing. White noise, with a ruffle.

It's like you let your mind stay in its pajamas

The happy passive nature, locked up with itself like a mirror in an airy room, reflects what goes on but demands not to be approached.

I dropped my head into my arms. I could hear the sea vibrating, the tiny hiss of displaced sand and the click of stones. If I lay still and quiet enough, I thought, I could melt into this elemental world of sun, water and wide, open horizon.

And now, dear Lord, I acknowledge afresh that You are the God of all peace, my Jehovah-Shalom. My job is to receive. you give me Your peace. My job is to take it. You lead me to Your still waters. My role is to follow. You extend Your hand. My role is to take hold. My I enjoy Your presence and the tranquility of the still waters where You pour out your promise of peace. Amen.

If only I could be here alone, without Judith or anyone, she thought with longing. Someday I am going to come back to this place, when there is time just to stand still and look at it. How often she would come back she had no way of foreseeing, nor could she know that never, in the months to come, would the Meadows break the promise they held for her at this moment, a promise of peace and quietness and of comfort for a troubled heart.

At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.

We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme self who is eternally at peace.