Quotes About Harmony

Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged

Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.

Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.

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

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.

Now is the time to unite the soul and the world. Now is the time to see the sunlight dancing as one with the shadows.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Beauty surrounds us.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the earth.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruit other than sorrow and joy.

Try another way of looking. Try you looking and the whole universe seeing.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.

The art of shapeshifting also includes reading the energy in the room. Protect yourself from ignorance and keep out of harm's way.

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And when the rains were over and it was October and the birds were in song again, I could lie in the sun on sweet-smelling grass and gaze up through a pattern of oak leaves into a blind-blue heaven. And I would thank my God for leaves and grass and the smell of things, the smell of mint and myrtle and bruised clover, and the touch of things, the touch of grass and air and sky, the touch of the sky's blueness.

Live close to nature and your spirit will not be easily broken, for you learn something of patience and resilience. You will not grow restless, and you will never feel lonely.

It wouldn't be much fun living on a planet where grass could not grow.

On the open road there are no strangers. You share the same sky, the same mountain, the same sunshine and shade. On the open road we are all brothers. The

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.

And when all the wars are done,' I said, 'a butterfly will still be beautiful.

For nature does things in good order: And birds and butterflies recognize No man-made border

These great trees of the mountains, I feel they know me well, as I watch them & listen to their secrets, happy to rest my head beneath their outstretched arms.

And I knew that as long as I responded, in both a physical and mystical way, to the natural world-sea, sun, earth, moon and stars-I would never feel lonely upon this planet.