Quotes About Presence

It's saying, just stop, and be together. Don't talk now, just breathe and feel each other's presence.

Don't place expectations on someone. Enjoy the time you have together, and let it go where it goes.

Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.

Unlike seeing, where one can look away, one cannot 'hear away' but must listen ... hearing implies already belonging together in such a manner that one is claimed by what is being said.

Boredom between two people doesn't come from being together physically. It comes from being apart mentally and spiritually.

It's not enough to be quiet. Quietness is the absence of noise. We need peace, the presence of justice and to be - and so people here can coexist and live together.

I am the first to admit my iPad is the coolest thing in the world, but when we can be in a room together and really connect, or leave the gadgets home and go for a hike, then I'm happy.

As I teach, I project the condition of my soul onto my students, my subject, and our way of being together.

What will your children remember? Moments spent listening, talking, playing and sharing together may be the most important times of all.

Every moment is incredibly unique and fresh, and when we drop into the moment, as meditation allows us to do, we learn how to truly taste this tender and mysterious life that we share together.

If you put Willem Dafoe, Liam Neeson and James Woods in a room together, there wouldn't be room for anyone else.

Men are not only together when they are with each other; even the distant and the dead live with us.

It was in idleness that one came face-to-face with the I AM. With simple, elemental Being.

She did not want it. She did not want all this again. How she wished he had not come.

He was so very different, she thought. She might have passed him on a deserted street and not recognized him. And yet he was so very much the same. Her heart pounded its recognition. He might have been hidden at the opposite end of a crowded room and she would have felt his presence. Gerard.

She was in the presence of a stranger, of a man she had never seen before, yet one she had known all her life and perhaps even before that.

He did not have to do anything here. He could just be. Perhaps that was the best and most enduring of lessons one could learn from life.

She could not bear the thought of missing a single minute this evening in which she might be either looking at him or at least feeling his presence.

And all the time he stood there . . . he was aware of Christina beside him, beautiful, elegant, gracious, smelling of lavender—and for this evening and a few more days his to look at, to admire, to yearn for.

At the present, she said, you are here holding my hands. Your past has nothing to do with me. Just as mine has nothing to do with you.

But he had a certain presence and a charming smile that did not falter in such situations. A path opened for him as if by magic.

Of course she wished to go. How dreadful it would be not to be there but to be wondering every moment what was happening, imagining with whom he was walking and talking.

Every now and then we enter the presence of the numinous and deduce for an instant how we're formed, in what detail the force that infuses every petal might specifically run through us, wishing only to lure us into our full potential.

Put your mind where your body is. One day at a time forces you to reckon with the instant you actually occupy, rather than living in fantasy la-la that never comes.