Quotes About Awareness

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To be mindful of our fragile fate each day, in a non-morbid acknowledgment, helps us remember what is important in our life and what is not, what matters, really, and what does not.

Our ego consciousness — namely, who we think we are, or what we believe real — is at best a thin wafer floating on an iridescent sea. In any moment, we view the world through a distorting lens and make choices based on what the lens allows us to see, not what lies outside its frame.

Achieving a more conscious participation in a richer story proves a great gift after all.

Later—much later, if at all—we reluctantly come to recognize that those choices we made were reflective of our character, our limited field of vision, and our presumption that we knew enough to know enough.

Without a larger measure of consciousness, we cannot begin to struggle with fate. We rather remain its prisoner. It behooves all of us to look at the prevalent patterns of our lives and ask what "story" they might be serving.

Who I am, who you are, is the gift.

enough. Thus it is owned, possessed, directed by that which it does not know.

He was not saying that external reality does not exist; rather, that we can only know it subjectively.

The Shadow is not just what is unconscious, it is what discomforts the sense of self we wish to have.

one is an observation by that when an inner situation is not made conscious, it tends to happen outside, as fate. Now its a pretty scary thought, whatever i am not aware of is likely to enter my world from the outside.

This business of really knowing people, deep down, including your own self, it is not something you can learn in school or from a book. It takes your whole being to do it—your eyes and your ears, your brain and your heart. Maybe your heart most of all.

When you're living through them, events are nothing more than stuff that happens. You're not thinking about significance. Significance only comes when you look back at your life.

Never put things off…you will wake up and find them gone.

Maybe there were things in themselves men should not look at, just as there were things in the very deep bottom of the sea that it was better that men did not know about.

The women ran this world; and nobody knew it better than a man in love.

suddenly you discovered you had it and had had it a long time without knowing it. That was the way it was with pain.

Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. Basta! I will see if I can see. See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.

Me. And me now.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Let us leave theories there and return to here's hear.

Your mind will give back exactly what you put into it.

God spoke to you by so many voices but you would not hear.

Does nobody understand?