Quotes About Connection

I am one with the very Power that created me, and this Power has given me the power to create my own circumstances.

We realize that everyone is a reflection of us, and what we see in another person we can see in ourselves.

The whole world can love you, but that love will not make you happy. What will make you happy is to share all the love you have inside you. That is the love that will make a difference. — DON Miguel Ruiz

6. Loving yourself means supporting yourself. Reach out to friends and allow them to help you.

When your heart is full of love for yourself, then you have so much to share with others.

put a wall around myself that kept me literally out of touch with my own feelings.

is even better to accept the compliment and return it so the giver feels as though he or she has received a gift. It is a way of keeping the flow of good going. Rejoice in the abundance

Love is the binding agent that holds the whole Universe together.

Mientras menos te ames, haces que amarte sea más difícil para los demás; mientras más te ames, más reconoces cuánto te aman.

Did your childhood circumstances teach you to believe, "Nobody loves me"? Then you are sure to be lonely. Even when you bring a friend or relationship into your life, it will be short-lived.

Gratitude fills our hearts with gladness and allows us to see the truth, empowering us to make the right decisions and take appropriate actions. With a grateful heart, we can see the best in every situation and everyone we meet, and bring out their best. Gratitude is also a gateway to the Divine. A grateful heart is an open heart and continually lifts us higher until we connect with the Divine.

The wheel turns. Blue above, green below, we wander a long way, but love is what the cup of our soul contains when we leave the world and the flesh.

Make love to me," she whispered. "If you make love to me then it is two of us. There is just one of him when he takes my blood, but we are two." "We are two and more than two," he whispered in her ear, and then he lifted her and carried her to the bed.

Help me," said the Brown Sister. Her face

What did falling in love do for you? Can you ever really explain it? It filled empty spaces I never knew were empty. It cured a loneliness I never knew I had. It gave me joy. And freedom. I think that was the most amazing part. I suddenly felt both embraced and freed at the same time.

Our lives are like a house. Some people are allowed on the lawn, some onto the porch, some get into the vestibule or the kitchen. The better friends are invited deeper into our home, into our living room.' 'And some are let into the bedroom,' said Gamache.

Beauvoir left their home wanting to call his wife and tell her how much he loved her, and then tell her what he believed in, and his fears and hopes and disappointments. To talk about something real and meaningful. He dialed his cell phone and got her. But the words got caught somewhere south of his throat. Instead he told her the weather had cleared, and she told him about the movie she'd rented. Then they both hung up.

Like a first love, the place where peace is first found is never, ever forgotten.

As they trudged through the snow toward Clara's pretty little cottage, Ruth lost her footing. Haniya grabbed her before she fell. She held Ruth's hand for the rest of the way, and wondered if maybe the key was not in being held, but in holding.

Love and worry. They went hand in hand. Fellow travelers.

Gamache enjoyed going to churches for their music and the beauty of the language and the stillness. But he felt closer to God in his Volvo.

Not a spoon clinked against a mug, not a creamer was popped, peeled and opened, not a breath. It was as though something else had joined them then. As though silence had taken a seat.

His heart filled his chest and ran to the end of his tail and the very tips of his considerable ears. It filled his head, squeezing out his brain. But Henri, the foundling, was a humanist, and while not particularly clever was the smartest creature Gamache knew. Everything he knew he knew by heart.

What I was going to say is that my mentor had this theory that our lives are like an aboriginal longhouse. Just one huge room." He swept one arm out to illustrate scope. "He said that if we thought we could compartmentalize things, we were deluding ourselves. Everyone we meet, every word we speak, every action taken or not taken lives in our longhouse. With us. Always. Never to be expelled or locked away.