Quotes About Creation

think of daily life as an ever-moving three-dimensional painting with you as the artist

What exists physically exists first in thought and feeling. There is no other rule.

I have told you that you create your dreams, in actuality, not in theory alone. You create an actuality, a dream universe, as real as the physical universe. It simply cannot be directly perceived within the physical universe.

The basis and firm groundwork of the material, and its primary contribution, lies in the concept that consciousness itself indeed creates matter, that consciousness is not imprisoned by matter but forms it, and that consciousness is not limited or bound by time or space; time and space in your terms being necessary distortions, or adopted conditions, forming a strata for physical existence.

Ideas not only alter the world constantly, they make it constantly.

A simple example can be seen in the transformation of an idea into a painting, that is the transformation of the energy, the psychological energy of an idea into physical materialization. The idea itself, once you have conceived of it, represents an additional energy component that you build up, formulate and manipulate on the psychological level, and then transform; but the idea itself contains energy.

Time does not cause change in matter, appearances to the contrary. I am going to skip a giant step, and say that man himself and all conscious beings produce matter subconsciously.

In the most cosmic and most minute ways, physical experience springs from inner reality. Events are initiated from within and then appear without.

Your thoughts and beliefs form your reality.

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The basic idea is that the senses are developed, not to permit awareness of an already existing material world, but to create it. …

You are a multidimensional personality. Trust the miracle of your own being. Make no divisions between the physical and the spiritual in your lifetimes, for the spiritual speaks with a physical voice and the corporeal body is the creation of the spirit.

Every first draft is perfect because all the first draft has to do is exist.

Pastor Elmore roared out, " Ã¢â'¬ËœOn that day all the springs of the great deep burst forth, and the floodgates of the heavens were opened!' And why was that, my friends? Why did the Lord see fit to destroy his own creation, like a sculptor who smashes his clay with his fist, or a painter who slashes his canvas? Why, because it wasn't right and good! And does the pot revile its creator for this? And does the painting weep? No!

This was an aspect of Barbie-hood that Mary had never given any thought to, that Barbie created Ken, anatomically incorrect to the very core of his brain, where he understood as well as he understood his own name that Barbie was inviolable.

Someday, Joseph said to his granddaughter, someday something will happen and you will want to go back to the carving. You won't be able to prevent yourself; that's just the way it is. The world always somehow takes us back to the chisel. Something happens and we have to respond.

I have pulled threads from magic tapestries already woven and used them to weave my own cloth.

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I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter's hand.

Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses what it needs and discards the rest— where you want to erect a museum. Don't hoard the past, Astrid. Don't cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge.

What's real is always worth it,' she explained to me. 'Look how it's made.' She showed me the shoulders, the way they were knit together with a separate yoke instead of a seam. 'You'll wear it your whole life.

The view of the highway was so bad that you could not even see the next viaduct. Te moment it loomed out of the mist it disappeared again, as if the world created itself and was blotted out again.

She had drawn strength from the woods. No, not that. She had drawn strength from the God who had made the woods.

Remember, never despise a task—any task. In doing any job, you are either creating something or bettering something.