Quotes About Presence

To remember oneself and to relax the body is something we have to do constantly.

We also know people who are definitely not fun to be around. There's a heaviness to their presence, an agitation to their energy. And they often leave us feeling dissatisfied and drained, as if something has been taken away, instead of given to us. These are the energy vampires. They send out hateful signals because, no matter how they may behave, they're inwardly hateful to themselves.

If you're an urgent thinker, you must ask yourself why you have to be so frantic about things. Force yourself to slow down—both mentally and physically. A leisurely pace creates a welcoming energy. Start to speak more calmly, drive more slowly, and eat more leisurely. Choose to enjoy the moment instead of racing through it.

He'd been such a solid presence beside her, Strong, warm, vibrant. So different from that form beneath the sheet in the mougue

He had entered her body as one walks into a church, a little ashamed for what he was, apologetic because he wasn't worthy, a supplicant for mercy, contrite that such a temple was defiled by his presence.

In an extended journal entry in 1849, entitled 'A Sister,' Thoreau defines this figure as one 'Whose heart answers to your heart. Whose presence can fill all space. One is a spirit. Who attends to your truth... The stream of whose being unites with your own without a ripple or murmur.

Nonetheless, it left him with a terrible doubt, a fear that inhabited every scene.

The ultimate experience of being mindful occurs when we forget about everything, even the mindful self and doing. In that mode we are full of energy, utterly self-generated.

You are your life, so your life is wherever you are.

Tom . . . is Christ among us?' 'Yes.' Where? Why do I not see him? Why does he not come to me?' 'Because you did not love,' Neville said, hating the fact that he had to say it.

Make yourselves at home, boys. Stay awhile. Oh, sorry—I see you already have. Damn ghosts.

in a world of chaos and ticking clocks, live for the moments that keep you still

Sometimes, I don't notice I'm singing.

It was knowing someone else thought about me for more than one second, maybe thought about me when I wasn't there.

If you didn't always have to choose between turning away for good or rushing in deeper. In the moments that it really counts, maybe it's enough - more than enough, even - just to be there.

But now, I was beginning to wonder if you didn't always have to choose between turning away for good or rushing in deeper. In the moments that it really counts, maybe it's enough- more than enough, even- just to be there. ~Ruby, pg 399

We were there, together, and in the next room I could hear that monitor beeping. Keeping track of another heart's beat and giving enduring, solid proof of our own.

But as was so often the case, it was the one person missing who you thought about more than the ones who were right in front of you.

When she finally finished a few minutes later, it was hard to tell if she was even aware that the crowds had thinned... Watching them, I thought again of how we can't expect everybody to be there for us, all at once. So it's a lucky thing that really, all you need is someone.

I didn't hear the footsteps. Or see the shadow. Instead from where I was crouched on the ground, the green of the grass filling my vision, the first thing I made out were hands, a flat silver ring on the middle finger of each. One was clutching my notes. The other was reaching out for me.

And in that moment, if only for that moment, we were right where we were supposed to be.

Later, it would take me a minute to remember how exactly it happened. If I turned around and moved forward first, or he did. I just knew we didn't meet halfway. It was just a short distance really, not worth squabbling over. And maybe it didn't matter so much whether he took the step or I did. All I knew was that he was there.

All anyone really wants from another person is their attention. It's so easy to give and counts for so much.

Life's short, you know?" [...] But, suddenly, in that moment, it was like I could feel [Abe]. Sitting in the very seat where I was, riding along with us. Maybe he's been there the whole time.