Quotes About Transformation

Dying before dying has two important consequences: It liberates the individual from the fear of death and influences the actual experience of dying at the time of biological demise.

A radical inner transformation and rise to a new level of consciousness might be the only real hope we have in the current global crisis brought on by the dominance of the Western mechanistic paradigm.

In the kind of world we have today, transformation of humanity might well be our only real hope for survival.

The elimination of the fear of death transforms the individual's way of being in the world.

There is no fundamental difference between the preparation for death and the practice of dying, and spiritual practice leading to enlightenment.

He suddenly understood the message of so many spiritual teachers that the only revolution that can work is the inner transformation of every human being.

Experiences of BPM II are best characterized by the triad: fear of death, fear of never coming back, and fear of going crazy.

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man. GEORGE BERNARD SHAW

I believe the principles of structural revolution are the same," Lou Gerstner pointed out in the middle of his positive transformation of IBM. "First, it takes personal commitment on the part of the CEO. This is not a job you can delegate. Second, it takes a willingness to confront and expel the people and the organizations that are throwing up roadblocks to the changes you consider critical.

Few individuals significantly alter the course of history. Fewer still modify the map of the world. Hardly anyone can be credited with creating a nation-state. Mohammad Ali Jinnah did all three.

But a real vision, a real change, isn't safe," Maya said. "You don't pay a workshop fee for it, you pay with your life.

God will actually reframe our history and memories to us as he heals us.

Seen from a contemporary vantage point, not only is modern Greece definitively unrelated to ancient Greece, it may well be its antithesis.5

As elsewhere, war forged Greeks out of peasants.

Wie ein Werwolf, bloß als Stier? Ein Wer-Stier?

I became a practical person, 'healthy', normal to the point of nausea, an enemy to any type of eccentricity - and the most painful thing for me - I started to sneer at my former ideals.

I will tell you the whole story of my life, and it is a life that truly began only on the day I met you. Before that, there was nothing but murky confusion into which my memory never dipped again, some kind of cellar full of dusty, cobwebbed, sombre objects and people.

I saw how the idea, still colourless, nothing but pure and flowing heat, streamed from the furnace of his impulsive excitement like the molten metal to make a bell, then gradually, as it cooled, took shape, I saw how that shape rounded out powerfully and revealed itself, until at last the words rang from it and gave human language to poetic feeling, just as the clapper gives the bell its sound.

Has this new dress, this new world made me so different? Or was this inside me all along, and I was just too fainthearted, too timid? That's what Mother always said. Maybe everything's not so hard, maybe life is so much easier than I thought, you just need courage, you just need to have a sense of yourself, then you'll discover your hidden resources.

This contact with the overpowering is her first encounter with travel's disconcerting ability to strip the hard shell of habit from the heart, leaving only the bare, fertile kernel.

Do you still have all the ideals, all the ideals that you took to that distant world with you? Are they all still intact, or have some of them died or withered away? Haven't they been torn out of you by force and flung in the dirt, where thousands of wheels carrying vehicles to their owners' destination in life crushed them? Or have you lost none of them?

Tu étais pour moi - comment dirai-je? toute comparaison serait trop faible - tu étais précisément tout pour moi, toute ma vie. Rien n'existait que dans la mesure où cela se rapportait à toi; rien dans mon existence n'avait de sens que si cela me rapprochait de toi. Tu métamorphosais ma façon de vivre.

Mon aujourd'hui est si différent de chacun de mes hier, avec mes phases d'ascension et mes chutes, qu'il me semble avoir vécu non pas une existence, mais plusieurs, en tout point dissemblables. Car il m'arrive souvent, quand je dis sans y prendre garde : « Ma vie », de me demander involontairement : « Laquelle de mes vies ? »

Aún sentía cierta pesadumbre en el fondo de su corazón, pero era un dolor prometedor, ardiente y dulce a la vez, el mismo ardor que producen las heridas antes de cicatrizar para siempre.