Quotes About Presence

I had some wonderful dreaming meetings. I can't tell you specifically what they've been in the recent months. In the past they've been verbal kinds of messages that he needed to give me. Now they're more dreams of his presence.

H OW LONG can you sleepwalk through your life? A few weeks? A few years? Ten or twenty years, if you're not paying attention? I

The centered state is a conscious choice.

While so much of our self-exploration today is hash-tagged #wellness and performed for all to see, it became obvious to me in the far reach of sacred lands, encircled by campfires and eucalypts, that sometimes the best way to pay attention to country is to keep your mouth shut, open your eyes and just listen.

Survival lies in sanity, and sanity lies in paying attention...the capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.

Creativity occurs in the moment, and in the moment we are timeless.

the way he used to when our love was a living creature, breathing in the room with us.

Love isn't something you turn on or off. It's just…there. But I won't annoy you with it, I promise you.

The opium trade produced a rationale for the Christian presence in China, turning the country into a depraved mass of opium sots to be disciplined and improved by salvation-hungry missionaries.

Sophia, sandals off, was standing at the water's edge. -Disappearing Earth

Olivia: You didn't even know I was there! Harry: Excuse me, yes I did.

It was strange, to find a woman who could make him happy just with her mere presence. He didn't even have to see her, or hear her voice, or even smell her scent. He just had to know that she was there.

When you walk into a room," he said softly, "the air changes.

It was those eyes as much as anything that had earned him his reputation as a man to be reckoned with. When he stared at a person, clear and unwavering, men grew uncomfortable. Women positively shivered.

Alex finally turned around and noticed that there were three women in the room. He quickly swept his eyes over them, taking in their comfortable position. As his gaze settled on Emma, she lifted her teacup to her lips and took a sip. "My, my," he drawled, "aren't we the best of friends?" All three women shot him irritated glances. Alex looked a trifle disgruntled at their collective unfavorable response to his presence.

In this room,in this minite,she was his everything

And that was when she finally allowed herself to cry. Funny how she could hold herself together, keep it all inside until she saw him. But now that he was here, all she could do was bury her face in the warmth of his chest, snuggle closer as his arms wrapped around her. As if somehow he could make all her problems go away by his presence alone.

She shrugged. "I'm surprised your mother didn't inform you of my presence. Or Belle. She has spoken about you a great deal." His eyes narrowed as his heart sank. "You've become friendly with Belle?" He saw all his hopes for a flirtation with this girl going up in smoke.

Her eyes were oceans, two oceans of - Good God, he thought disgustedly. No wonder his sister hated her. He'd been in her presence for less than a minute, and already he'd gone completely stupid.

Even while he'd been gone, she'd always know he was /there/, sharing the same planet with her, walking the same earth.

It was something in the way she moved. Something in the way she breathed. Something in the way she merely 'was' . And he didn't think he was ever going to get over it.

For the first time in recent memory, he'd handled his daughter *exactly* right. Something about Eloise's presence had calmed him, lent him a clarity of thought he usually lacked when it came to his children. He was able to see the humor in the situation, where he usually saw nothing but his own frustration.

She loved him, and he loved her, and if there was anything more, anything else important in her world, it just didn't matter. Not right there, not right then.

It had started with a smile, a word, a teasing glance. Every second he had spent in her presence it had grown, until he'd reached this moment, and he suddenly knew. He loved her.