Quotes About Chanting

I got that idea from being in India. I always like the chanting.

The shortest mantra is the single Hindi word "Om.")

I never close a door on any other religion. Most of the time, some part of it makes sense to me. I don't believe everyone has to chant just because I chant. I believe all religion is about touching something inside of yourself.

The nation's patriotic juices were stirred and the new music halls chanted, 'We don't want to fight but by jingo if we do, / We've got the ships, we've got the men, we've got the money too.' Such sentiments became known as jingoism.

How anyone could endure three or four hours of chanting monks and ranting priests was beyond my understanding, just as it was beyond my understanding to know why bishops needed thrones. They would be demanding crowns next.

If he was still alive, I thought. I knelt to him, then to Osferth, and I left. We walked in silence to a cloistered courtyard where the last roses of summer had dropped their petals on the damp grass. We sat on a stone bench and listened to the mournful chants echoing from the passageway. "The archbishop wanted me dead," I said. "I

Of all the questions you might want to askabout angels, the only one you ever hearis how many can dance on the head of a pin.No curiosity about how they pass the eternal timebesides circling the Throne chanting in Latinor delivering a crust of bread to a hermit on earthor guiding a boy and a girl across a rickety wooden bridge.

When I wrote the song, I had the sea near Bombay in mind. We stayed at a hotel by the sea, and the fishermen come up at five in the morning and they were all chanting. And we went on the beach and we got chased by a mad dog - big as a donkey.

In many traditions, the world was sung into being: Aboriginal Australians believe their ancestors did so. In Hindu and Buddhist thought, Om was the seed syllable that created the world.

OM AH HUM VAJRA GURU PADMA SIDDHI HUM

Excerpt from Prayer-World, Mantra-World And Japa

I never really liked poetry readings; I liked to read poetry by myself, but I liked singing, chanting my lyrics to this jazz group.

Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks, chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.

In my dreams, crowds were chanting, challenging me, shouting, Follow us and fit in! I wanted to tell him that life itself has turned into a prowling lion. I wanted to tell him that I needed to escape the blaze of bullshit.

I have a new mantra, which I chant softly to myself: Oh My God Oh My God.

Tal vez los monjes que se concentran en sus cantos y meditaciones son un pouco autistas. He observado que hay una gran similitud entre ciertos rituales de oraciones y cantos y el balanceo de un niño autista. Creo que tiene que haber algo más en eso que simplemente colocarse con endorfinas.

So I started chanting when I was nineteen, which was about twelve years ago, and it really had a huge impact on my outlook, happiness, and general creativity.

When I am practicing yoga, I try to avoid music. But if I really have to listen to something, I listen to the Om chant.

With the years passing I feel the need to know more about meditation, kriya yoga and chanting.

Chanting just hits you and you want to be a part of it. That's the point of this whole thing. That's what cuts through all the 'stuff'. You get lit up. You don't have to know what it means.

He began to practice the mantra, chanting Rama, Rama, Rama over and over again to himself—both aloud and silently. The mantra eased his fear—

Bring forth the deadly dagger of death!' Gauchee and Kastern came forward, bearing between them a red silk cushion. On it lay a long dagger which glittered wickedly in the firelight. Rowanoak chanted in the background

A truly English protest march would see us all chanting: 'What do we want? GRADUAL CHANGE! When do we want it? IN DUE COURSE!

Under contract!" she shouted. "Under contract!" Dawn sounded so happy, and I thought of my mother, who always distrusted loud public expressions of happiness. "Those who loudly insist on their happiness are rarely happy." Those were my mother's words. But Dawn's chanting of "Under contract!" made me also think of these words by John Calvin: "What shall we then say of chanting, which fills the ears with nothing but an empty sound?