Quotes About Flow

You know how it is when a tricky job is going well because you're doing things the way they should be done, when you're working in rhythm and feel a reassuring confidence that everything's unraveling naturally and all will be right in the end. That's about it: I know what I was doing -- it's really what being a professional means.

Our souls are made of water, Goethe says. So too, our bodies. There is a flow within us, rising and falling, unidirectional, to the heart. there is a flow without also. We circulate. We are drawn up, and we fall back down to earth again. It's all haemodynamics.

Slow is smooth; smooth is fast.

It is the wholeness of living things, the dynamic energy moving from sun to plant to animal, a ceaseless flow that in the long scheme of things is far more important than mineral deposits to our future existence.

When you move like a jellyfish Rhythm don't mean nothing You go with the flow You don't stop Move like a jellyfish Rhythm is nothing You go with the flow You don't stop

To let go does not mean to get rid of. To let go means to let be. When we let be with compassion, things come and go on their own.

Trying to hold onto "how it was" will only create suffering and disappointment, because life is a river and everything changes.

Love says, 'I am everything.' Wisdom says, 'I am nothing.' Between these two my life flows.

everything is intertwined in a continuous movement, arising in certain forms that we call bodies or thoughts or feelings, and then dissolving or changing into new forms.

If we learn to be aware of feelings without grasping or aversion, then they can move through us like changing weather, adn we can be free to feel them and move on like the wind.

the reality of experience is an ever-changing river. Direct perception drops beneath the names of things to show us their ephemeral, mysterious nature. When we bring our attention to the direct perception of experience, we become more alive and free.

We were enveloped in that state of grace where one melds with the flow of Nature. Having once tasted it, one craves that state like water.

Time is like a river. As soon as a thing is seen, it is carried away and another takes its place, and then that other is carried away also. —MARCUS AURELIUS, MEDITATIONS         DAVE

Golf is a better game played downhill.

The bear knows the scent of dreams as they flow like small streams through the air, and these streams are what they hunt, what they follow to their source, what they gather and bind.

One drop of water can cause ripples for miles!

You never step in the same river of thought twice, because neither you nor it are the same.

The minutes seeped away like wine from a barrel.

There is a time for everything

It was Heraclitus, of course, who came up with the formulation that we are never able to step into the same river twice. ... The obverse of Heraclitus's maxim may be that one is never able to step out of the river the same, twice. A neuron in the brain is altered with every experience. The self, if it exists, must be a constantly evolving thing. Those coming to the banks of the Ganges or Jordan to immerse themselves do not expect to leave the same as they arrive.

Auch Freundschaften mündeten in den Fluss der Zeit und verschwanden darin. Und im Rückblick erwiesen sie sich als Rinnsale und nicht als anschwellende Bäche, wie man gerne geglaubt hätte.

As your Zen says, go with the flow, even if the flow is meaningless.

But we must come to realise that every word is perfect, including those we scratch out. As my pen moves across this page the whole world writes. All of human history combines at this mere moment now to produce in the flow of this hand a single dot: Who are you and I, dear friends, to contradict the whole past of the universe? Let us then in our wisdom say yes to the flow of the pen.

Today I am feeling that chronological order is not a good thing, even if it is easier, and that I should break it up. Is it that when these events are in chronological order they are not propelled forward by cause and effect, by need and satisfaction, they do not spring ahead with their own energy but are simply dragged forward by the passage of time?