Quotes About Transition

And we'd both agree this isn't how it should be. This life between two gardens is confusing and complicated. Dust is messy. We don't even like to touch dust, especially if it's made up of the shattered pieces of our own hearts.

We are amazingly similar to the children of Israel. We spend half our lives looking back at our own Egypt with selective memories, longing to have our comfort zone back. Then we spend the other half wishing our days away for a dreamy future in our own promised land.

You can't go on this grand adventure with God and keep your old way of thinking.

We see that all those harsh realities aren't the end, but rather a temporary middle space. Not the place where we are meant to wallow and dwell. Rather the place through which we will have to learn to wrestle well.

I'm no longer at the first cliff where the ground fell out from beneath me. But I'm also not all the way across to solid ground where everyone exhales, exhausted but relieved. No, I'm in the middle, which honestly might be the scariest of all places. Moving ahead and turning back are both equally terrifying.

It's interesting that the original phrase in the late 1500s was "God be with Ye." The contraction of that phrase was "Goodbwye" which eventually became "goodbye."….. I wonder, when Jesus watched the rich young ruler walk away, what was the look in His eyes? I wonder, when Peter denied Jesus and abandoned Him just before Jesus went to the cross, what was the goodbye like?

Rewriting the go-to scripts is one of the most crucial steps toward permanent progress.

Take in the ideas of the day, drain off those of yesterday.

What, after all, is Heaven but a transition, from dim guesses and blind struggling with a mysterious and adverse fate, to the fullness of all wisdom.

If this is dying, then I don't think much of it.

Having babies is fun, but babies grow up into people.

Boulevards are like people: similar in their youth, they undergo gradual change according to what ferments in them.

Dreamworlds can maintain themselves only as glimpses. Once the writer transports the reader across the threshold, nothing that was promised can be delivered. What was ominous becomes ordinary; what was bizarre, quotidian. Unless you simply keep upping the ante, piling on the bullshit, the only way to revive things is to switch perspectives as quickly as you can.

Retire from work, but not from life.

Like it or not, the marketplace isn't stable. The world isn't stable. It's full of evolution, upheaval, and surprise.

Living systems are actually very close to this edge-of-chaos phase transition, where things are much looser and more fluid. And natural selection is not the antagonist of self-organization.

Crisis or transition of any kind reminds us of what matters most. In the routine of life, we often take our families-our parents and children and siblings-for granted. But in times of danger and need and change, there is no question that what we care about most is our families! It will be even more so when we leave this life and enter into the spirit world. Surely the first people we will seek to find there will be father, mother, spouse, children, and siblings.

By April 1990, Alan and Jessica had lived with his parents for nearly two months. They decided to move, however. The best place was Hoover, into Jessica's mother and stepfather's house. Sam was a month old. Living in Hoover would be more

We thought there was a great distance between the future and us, and now here we are, falling through it.

Pero siempre hay tiempo de cambiar. Siempre hay tiempo. Hasta que ya no hay.

My idea of life, it's what happens when they're rolling the credits.

When our parents are alive, they stand in front of us, blocking our view of death. But once they've gone, we find ourselves at the cliff edge.

Daylight follows a dark night.

preferi dormir, que é um modo interino de morrer.