Quotes About Consciousness

Right underneath your thoughts and negative emotions exists an ocean of love. You have but to quiet the mind to experience it.

We need to participate directly in the evolution of consciousness, which, at its core, is the evolution of love.

I would love to go into an animal's dream - like a lion's or a cat's. I'm sure that's pretty awesome.

Do your kind even know what love is? Can you feel anything at all, or is it just... programmed?

You cannot intellectualize the Divine. You have to experience it on your central nervous system.

If whatsoever you have been living can be conveyed by words, that means you have not lived at all.

There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.

We are and we know we are and we love to be it and know it.

Once I dreamed I was a butterfly, and now I no longer know whether I am Chuang Tzu, who dreamed I was a butterfly, or whether I am a butterfly dreaming that I am Chuang Tzu.

My point is, I don't see the need to eat animals. I love animals; besides the horrible stuff that's put in meat, I actually love cuddling with animals and petting them and stuff.

The history of human consciousness is marked by the battle between the old awareness, the ways of fear, and the new awareness, the ways of love.

What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.

When we start to heal and perceive what I call love consciousness, we begin to perceive reality.

What you see as cosmos is a living mind - intelligent space.

A consecrated space experientially reminds you that there is much more to life than you think.

The observer is the observed.

The soul yearns to fly home on the wings of love to the world of ideas. It longs to be freed from the chains of the body.

Where do you put your attention? On fear or love? I wish the choice were made just once and not repeated every moment of the day.

Love is a special way of being alive.

Nobody can teach you love. Love you have to find yourself, within your being, by raising your consciousness to higher levels.

Love is the flowering of meditation. Meditation brings many treasures; perhaps love is the greatest roseflower that grows on the bush of meditation.

Love yourself. KNOW thyself. And be mindful of your thoughts.

I lean over you, your equal, offering you a mirror for your perfect nothingness, for your shadows which are neither light nor absence of light, for this void which contemplates. To all that which you are, and, for our language, are not, I add a consciousness. I make you experience your supreme identity as a relationship, I name you and define you. You become a delicious passivity.

To see was terrifying, and to stop seeing tore me apart from my forehead to my throat.