Quotes About Awareness

We got him to talk to a psych doctor once, the doctor asked if he heard things other people don't. Sure, Paul answered, I hear birds in the morning when everyone's sleeping, I hear trees rustling when no one's around.

Something just opened up inside me,' he'd say softly. 'I don't know what it is but I can feel it every day now. I don't take anything for granted anymore.

If I've learned anything this trip, it's that you have to take responsibility for what you don't do, as well as what you do.

It is always easier to see in another what we are uncomfortable with in ourselves.

the neuro- in neurodiversity is most usefully understood as referring not just to the brain but to the entire nervous system–and, by extension, to the full complexity of human cognition and the central role the nervous system plays in the embodied dance of consciousness"(Walke2021, p. 55).

We are all matelots of perception – our sails adjusted consequently.

Maybe if one person suffers anywhere in the world, we all have blood in our hands.

You can change things by looking," Papa said. He showed me this with a coin. "Look at it this way," Papa said, showing me the round, flat side of the coin, the one with the king's head on. "Easy to see immediately what this thing is. It's a coin! No doubt about it. But look at it this way," and he moved the coin end-on, so it seemed a thin strip of grooved silver. "Not so easy now, is it? Remember, Mhairi, things don't always come with labels on.

Complacency's like a disease to wild things.

You're like concrete. Completely real. Even just standing there, before you said anything, you made everything else real: the walls, the floors, what he'd done to me.

Hild knew where this was going, but questions would only send Begu's thoughts flying in all directions.

Be present, stay alert: the first rule of self-defense. But then I wouldn't be able to shut out the noise and stink and tension around me.

If you adjust your conscious filters to the appropriate setting, you can relax and let your subconscious take care of things. It's something I used to be good at.

She and Eric were not looking at each other, but I could tell that, in the way of some couples, they were intensely aware of each other's body language and were exchanging a private communication.

The caterer was chatting, standing wide-legged and easy, knife moving this way and that as she talked, taking up her space a little too aggressively, the way women who have been raised with a lot of brothers tend to in a group of men. It was clear she had never considered using the knife for anything but food preparation; there was no awareness of its edge and balance as it related to the soft skin of the men around her.

Your body and your mind need to be clear, uncluttered, for what lies ahead.

You'd have to be dead to be impervious to that rhythm.

Me, I'll just continue to pretend I'm both blind and stupid, and brightly say the things other people find foolish, and so make the truth foolish.

Parties are like life-you think that what you see is all there is, until you discover the next layer, a whole other culture that's going on all around you but you never knew existed.

I'm tired to stupidity. My apologies.

Hild realised her mother had deflected her somehow, as she always did.

The child's world changed late one afternoon, though she didn't know it.

Hild had forgotten. She was twelve years old.

Her knuckles smelled of garlic and, faintly, that sleepy, buttery-toast scent my brain was already beginning to recognize.