Quotes About Flow

Let us not be afraid of decreasing. It is like the moon, we see the moon increasing and decreasing, but it is always the moon.

Wisdom says we are nothing. Love says we are everything. Between these two our life flows.

When The Goodwill Of Hearts Is With You, Fountains Of Wisdom Will Begin To Flow From Within Your Own Being.

Time flows away like the water in the river.

Where lowland is, that's where water goes. All medicine wants is pain to cure.

Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.

Accumulated wealth is saved by spending just as incoming fresh water is saved by letting out stagnant water.

When the wisdom of the heart replaces the chatter of the mind, The power of Love flows forth.

It's the impeded stream that sings

Allowing the truth of who you are-your spiritual self-to rule your life means you stop the struggle and learn to move with the flow of your life.

If thou would'st have that stream of hard-earn'd knowledge, of Wisdom heaven-born, remain sweet running waters, thou should'st not leave it to become a stagnant pond.

On the other side of resistance is the flow of real life.

Be it mine to draw from wisdom's fount, pure as it flows, that calm of soul which virtue only knows.

Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river.

The best people are like water, which benefits all things and does not compete with them. It stays in lowly places that others reject. This is why it is so similar to the Way.

Life is easier without imperatives.

For me, the 'ask' is similar to squeezing or crumbling pastry, but in the next nano-second I am releasing the crumbs back

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.

My blood ran with this ink...

One cannot step twice into the same river

Yet they are also worlds of dynamism—flowing, surging, holding back—a world of almost constant movement. Here, it is as if God were saying, "I have created opposites, upper and lower, black and white, left and right. Now bring them together. Live in the lower world from the higher perspective of the world of unity.

Leave her to sleep, sliding away forever down her secret underground river, while breathing seasons spun dandelion seeds and moon phases and snowflakes above her head.

Change is ceaseless.

Everything within and around us is subject to change; the truth that if we try to hold on to or resist the stream of experience, we deepen the trance of fear.