Quotes About Interconnectedness

Esta idea se basa en la premisa de que todos estamos energéticamente conectados, y que nos vemos afectados por los demás.

The Buddhists think that, because we've all had infinite previous lives, we've all been each other's relatives. Therefore all of you, in the Buddhist view, in some previous life … have been my mother — for which I do apologize for the trouble I caused you.

In the practice of exchanging self & other, paradoxes abound.

three marks of existence

the line between society and organism is unclear.

So, yes, we need to reject the core evolutionary value of the specialness of self. Indeed, there's probably never been a time in human history when this rejection was more vital.

Cada cosa de este país es un homenaje a todas las cosas del mundo, incluso a las que aún no han sucedido —dijo." Excerpt From: Roberto Bolaño. "2666." iBooks.

This experience in Malawi changed my whole outlook on how much all of God's servants are interwoven and interlinked. The most humble ministries or missionaries, evangelists, teachers, and shepherds, even those who are perhaps considered failures, are part of the "big picture" and will rejoice with all of us in harvest-joy. This sums up this great book of Roberts Liardon. Let's join their ranks. The harvest goes on. Jesus is coming soon!

It's all connected. When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.

When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.

It's all connected. When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.

Awe flowed through him with his blood. Tree. Bark and sap, the scent of the wood and the leaves fluttering overhead. Tree. But also the soil and the water, the air and the light, all was coming and going through the being known as tree. He moved with them, sliding in and out of an existence of bark and leaf and root, air and water.

Yet when one of you is near, I feel you are woven of the same strand as I, that we are but extensions of a segmented life, and that together we complete one another. I feel a joy in your presence, because I feel my own life wax greater when we are close to one another.

One thing I've learned in the woods is that there is no such thing as random. Everything is steeped in meaning, colored by relationships, one thing with another.

From the very beginning of the world, the other species were a lifeboat for the people. Now, we must be theirs.

A good mother grows into a richly eutrophic old woman, knowing that her work doesn't end until she creates a home where all of life's beings can flourish.

What would it be like, I wondered, to live with that heightened sensitivity to the lives given for ours? To consider the tree in the Kleenex, the algae in the toothpaste, the oaks in the floor, the grapes in the wine; to follow back the thread of life in everything and pay it respect?

We spill over into the world and the world spills over into us.

They live both above and below ground, joining Skyworld to the earth. Plants know how to make food from light and water, and then they give it away. I like to imagine that when Skywoman scattered her handful of seeds across Turtle Island, she was sowing sustenance for the body and also for the mind, emotion, and spirit: she was leaving us teachers. The plants can tell us her story; we need to learn to listen.

A good mother grows into a richly eutrophic old woman, knowing that her work doesn't end until she creates a home where all of life's beings can flourish. There are grandchildren to nurture, and frog children, nestlings, goslings, seedlings, and spores, and I still want to be a good mother.

Paying attention acknowledges that we have something to learn from intelligences other than our own. Listening, standing witness, creates an openness to the world in which the boundaries between us can dissolve in a raindrop.

But we make a grave error if we try to separate individual well-being from the health of the whole.

If you didn't know better, you might not recognize raindrops and rivers as kin, so different are the particular and the collective.

The trees act not as individuals, but somehow as a collective. Exactly how they do this, we don't yet know. But what we see is the power of unity.