Quotes About Serenity

A few languid clouds moved inland over our heads. A little high plane was gamboling among them like a terrier in a henyard.

The sun, heavy and red, was almost down on the horizon now. Its image floated like spilled fire on the water. The

dazzling band of sea. Twenty or thirty miles out, a string of brown hunchbacked islands lay on the bright horizon like basking tortoises. The woman looked at the Pacific and its islands as if they belonged to her. I found out later that one of them did.

I turned on my back and floated": The Drowning Pool

The sunset spilled on the water and flared across the sky. The sky changed through several colors and became a soft crumbled gray. It was like walking under the roof of an enormous cave where hidden fires burned low.

prayer is in significant part about resolving conflict and rivalry. If people prayed seriously they would be reconciled.

The more spiritually aware we are, the more harmonious and fulfilling are our lives.

cosmic benevolence.

Jesus dizia aos perturbados pelas ansiedades da vida que eles deviam olhar para as flores a fim de aprender delas tranquilidade.

A paixão é uma perturbação da tranquilidade da alma.

It's the effort of trying to change things from what they are that ultimately exhausts us. Mindfulness

My only wish is that my wishes be at rest.

There's no jealousy in the grave.

A garden isn't meant to be useful. It's for joy. Rumer Godden found in Power of Simple Living by Ellyn Sanna

...the cypress tree is turning green, drunk with the forest.

Either give me more wine or leave me alone.

Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.

Beauty surrounds us.

Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.

Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soonSmooth away trouble; and the rough male kissOf blankets; grainy wood; live hair that isShining and free; blue-massing clouds; the keenUnpassioned beauty of a great machine;The benison of hot water; furs to touch;The good smell of old clothes.

The sunlight, penetrating the gaps in the tall trees, plays chess on the gravestones, shifting slowly and thoughtfully across the worn old stones. The wind, like a hundred violins, plays perpetually in the topmost branches of the deodars.

A Quiet Mind Lord, give me a quiet mind, That I might listen; A gentle tone of voice, That I might comfort others; A sound and healthy body, That I might share In the joy of walking And leaping and running; And a good sense of direction So I might know just where I'm going!

As I walked home last night I saw a lone fox dancing In the cold moonlight. I stood and watched. Then Took the low road, knowing The night was his by right. Sometimes, when words ring true, I'm like a lone fox dancing In the morning dew.

She walked home through the darkening glade, singing of the stars; and the trees stood still and listened to her, and the mountains were glad.