Quotes About Flow

I love the sounds and the power of pounding water, whether it is the waves or a waterfall.

You must flow with the will of God, in the service of God, to obtain the power of God.

By banishing doubt and trusting your intuitive feelings, you clear a space for the power of intention to flow through.

Information flow is what the Internet is about. Information sharing is power. If you don't share your ideas, smart people can't do anything about them, and you'll remain anonymous and powerless.

Each asana is like a piece of music that has a certain characteristic, a certain power.

Music has the power to stop time. But music also keeps time.

If our family was an airline, Mom was the hub and we were the spokes. You rarely went anywhere nonstop; you went via Mom, who directed the traffic flow and determined the priorities: which family member was cleared for takeoff or landing. Even my father was not immune to Mom's scheduling, though he was given more leeway than the rest of us.

Kabat-Zinn writes, "You can't stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.

We commonly think of animals and plants as matter, but they are really systems through which matter is continually passing.

Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.

The tide of life, swift always in its course, May run in cities with a brisker force, But nowhere with a current so serene, Or half so clear, as in the rural scene.

A poem is contained movement.

Time moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting.

We never do anything well till we cease to think about the manner of doing it.

Time itself comes in drops.

As the brain changes are continuous, so do all these consciousnesses melt into each other like dissolving views. Properly they are but one protracted consciousness, one unbroken stream.

It's only when I yield to the river and embrace the journey that I find peace.

THERE IS A river that runs through time and the universe, vast and inexplicable, a flow of spirit that is at the heart of all existence, and every molecule of our being is a part of it. And

In this flow, mind and matter are not separate substances. Rather, they are different aspects of one whole and unbroken movement.

The secret is that nothing knows, the secret is that all life flows, the secret is that thoughts and hearts are different beings, split apart.

The river winds blow, Giving the surface no plan Of how to proceed.

We do not experience time flowing, or passing. What we experience are differences between our present perceptions and our present memories of past perceptions. We interpret those differences, correctly, as evidence that the universe changes with time. We also interpret them, incorrectly, as evidence that our consciousness, or the present, or something, moves through time.

As the ancient philosopher Heraclitus remarked, 'No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it is not the same river and he is not the same man.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it is not the same river and he is not the same man.