Quotes About Transcendence

I have read a lot of spiritual works and believe that our body is just a place for the soul to dwell.

How can we love without attachment? To do this, we need to maintain the freedom of our souls. You can gain the freedom of your soul when you transcend the emotion of romantic love, sublimating it as peace, a higher level of emotion. When you are centered in the freedom and peace of your soul, you will come to accept dispassionately even painful separation. Then you can have a higher level of love for others, centered not in attachment, but in the growth, freedom, and peace of each other's soul.

Have you ever had the feeling that life isn"t something finite that appears with your birth and disappears with your death, that it existed before you and will exist after you disappear? this is the feeling that you"re connected with that infinite, eternal something transcending space and time. It"s the feeling of not lacking anything, of just being filled with infinite gratitude and peace.

Observe yourself floating in space, Pure and unadulterated as at birth, Neither man nor woman... Without name or title... Pure life... is what you observe. You are infinitely peaceful, Within a space inviolable to all, A space of pure consciousness...

God is the newness of everything that is and is coming to be. God is ever newness in love. Transcendence, therefore, is the future beyond that draws us in the present movement toward greater wholeness and unity.

Thus, the direction of evolution is toward the maximization of goodness, especially if we maintain that the incarnation is the goal of evolution. If Jesus Christ is truly creator (as divine Word) and redeemer (as Word Incarnate) then what is created out of love is ultimately redeemed by love. The meaning of Christ is summed up in creation's potential for self transcendent love.

The future universal cannot be anything else but the hyperpersonal.

A single tear forms, just in the corner of one eye, but it doesn't roll down my cheek; it merely crystallizes in the cold air, it grows and grows into a second giant globe that doesn't want to orbit with the world—it breaks off from the planet and plunges into infinity.

Trying to understand the mystery of God is like digging a hole in the beach and attempting to transfer the sea into it, bucket by bucket. It's never going to happen. That's why trust is integral to faith. And really--would a God that the finite mind was capable of fully understanding be worthy of worship? That would put Him at our level, and He's so much bigger than that.

For most of us, for almost all of us, truth can be attained, if at all, only in silence. It is in silence that the human spirit touches the divine.

The song is ended,But the melody lingers on.

Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences.

To fly is the opposite of traveling: you cross a gap in space, you vanish into the void, you accept not being in a place for a duration that is itself a kind of void in time; then you reappear, in a place and in a moment with no relation to the where and when in which you vanished.

Contemplating the stars he has become accustomed to considering himself an anonymous and incorporeal dot, almost forgetting that he exists; to deal now with human beings, he cannot help involving himself, and he no longer knows where his self is to be found.

All places communicate instantly with all other places, a sense of isolation is felt only during the trip between one place and the other, that is, when you are in no place.

It's all very well for me to tell myself there are no provincial cities any more and perhaps there never were any: all places communicate instantly with all other places, a sense of isolation is felt only during the trip between one place and the other, that is, when you are in no place.

To fly is the opposite of traveling: you cross a gap in space, you vanish into the void, you accept not being in any place for a duration that is itself a kind of void in time; then you reappear, in a place and in a moment with no relation to the where and the when in which you vanished.

or else we contemplated the stars beyond the Moon, big as pieces of fruit, made of light, ripened on the curved branches of the sky, and everything exceeded my most luminous hopes ...

When the human realm seems doomed to heaviness, I feel the need to fly like Perseus into some other space. I am not talking about escaping into dreams or into the irrational. I mean that I feel the need to change my approach, to look at the world from a different angle, with different logic, different methods of knowing and proving. The images of lightness I'm looking for shouldn't let themselves dissolve as dreams do in the reality of the present and future . .

Volare è il contrario del viaggio: attraversi una discontinuità dello spazio, sparisci nel vuoto, accetti di non essere in nessun luogo per una durata che è anch'essa una specie di vuoto nel tempo; poi riappari, in un luogo e in un momento senza rapporto col dove e col quando in cui eri sparito.

Perhaps, if I make a friend of the mountain cuckoo in this world, he will talk to me when we cross the mountain of death

Lakkaako kerran olemassaoloni, vai muistanenko viime tapaamisemme maailman tuolle puolen?

The most exciting thing for me is crossing that bridge between something we know is real and something that is extraordinary. The thing for me has always been how you cross that bridge.

Music . . . . A magic beyond all we do here!