Quotes About Transformation

I felt broken at the end of the meeting, but a little closer to being free.

All could see the holly now bristling green. From every cut and wound and point from which a parted limb had gone, a hundred prickly, scorning tongues.

your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow everywhere descending

Life was indeed a continuous lesson in finding ways to be less troubled by certain things, so that we might make room for new concerns

I wished that adults were as capable as children of moving beyond some impasse, letting go of whatever had been intractable only hours or days ago. I envied them that ability to discard their past selves as if they were old, tattered, useless skins.

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Every revolutionary ends up either by becoming an oppressor or a heretic.

Student: Dr. Einstein, Aren't these the same questions as last year's [physics] final exam? Dr. Einstein: Yes; But this year the answers are different.

We can't solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them

The measure of intelligence is the ability to change.

Jesus was called to throw himself on the wheel of world history, so that, even though it crushed him, it might start to turn in the opposite direction. Tom Wright, The Lord and His Prayer (London: Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge, 1996), 69.

The greatest discovery of any generation is that human beings can alter their lives by altering the attitudes of their minds.

You can't wash away overnight several years of clockwork routine and constant disassembling of self.

I remember one woman making paper flowers to sell, with different herbs . . . She made them so fast, and so many . . . that as I watched, her first few zinnias became quickly enough a few hundred, and grew in their happiness to the size of sunflowers. The sunflowers themselves grew to the size of pumpkins, the snapdragons grew ominous, and the rosemary fragrant.

Es la historia de las mariposas, Martín; las que no mueren, conservan para siempre las señales del fuego que les quemó las alas - Rafael san Luis

There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you? But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for a moment. No wind whatsoever brought you now. Now you're here. What you were isn't you, or else the whole rose would be here.

She goes on with her beautiful hair and mouth like before, I go on like before, alone in the field. It's like my head had been lowered, And if I think this, and raise my head And the golden sun dries the need to cry I can't stop having. How vast the field and interior love... ! I look, and I forget, like dryness where there was water and trees losing their leaves.

Something changed in part of reality — my knees and my hands. What science has knowledge for this? The blind man goes on his way and I don't make any more gestures. It's already not the same time, or the same people, or anything the same. This is being real.

Sai cosa si fa quando non se ne può più? Si cambia.

aquilo que nos modifica não são os fatos extraordinários que acontecem uma só vez, mas sim esse hábito, essa longa aceitação das coisas contra as quais deixamos de nos revoltar.

Your personal power is the product of your communion with the Ti. If the Ti is strong within you, and you are unencumbered by your past, you cannot be seduced by the daydream of a different future. Then the past opens up to you.

Rather than resign herself to the fate dictated by her medical history, she has chosen a different, if less probable, outcome—one in which she is a shaman.

soul retrievals to recover parts of myself I had lost to trauma,