Quotes About Presence

All tall trees are wise, according to the West African teacher Malidoma Somé, because their movement is imperceptible, the connection between above and below so firm, their physical presence so generously useful.

One is often so busy, they forget the life that is waiting for them.

If there comes a day when we're not together always remember. I'll always be with you.

Hello today I'm so glad you're here. Today I embrace you. Today I love. Today I am loved. Today I live for Me.

If there comes a day when we're not together. Always remember. I'll always be with you.

Have you ever stood outside and throwed your hands up in the air and yelled Hey world it's me, I'm here and alive.? If not, don't you think its time to.

Give a warm hug to the one next to you, and cherish the moment for someday that person might not be there again.

When we see things more clearly, we can look at everything as though we were seeing it either for the first or last time.

Just scream Hey world it's me, I'm here and alive. "Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today...

There are moments when I'm lost in my thoughts of you and how you love me in a way that makes it look like I exist.

If now is the only moment I will ever have. Then this moment with you, is all I need to know.

If death were to come, it would not rob me of enjoying the simple things in life.

Take a moment from time to time to remember that you are alive. "We get so caught up in the life we are leading and forget that we are capable of living.

Scream... Hey world it's me... I'm here and alive. "Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today...

Somehow the rest of the world seems to vanish when I am with you.

I see something more in every tear you have ever cried. Because I was there to see it all.

Letters, like long-distance phone calls, could never convince him of the existence of another human far away existing in this same present he existed in. In reality, Violet did not exist until he saw her, then she began again where she had left off before. In-between she existed only in his mind, and how can you write a letter to your own imagination?

Absence, the highest form of presence.

She was alone and still, gazing out to sea; and when she felt his presence and the worship of his eyes her eyes turned to him in quiet sufferance of his gaze, without shame or wantonness.

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

Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance.

Mortality is not kind, and do not let anyone tell you it is. If there is such a thing as wisdom, and I have serious doubts about its presence in my own life, it lies in the acceptance of the human condition and perhaps the knowledge that those who have passed on are still with us, out there in the mist, showing us the way, sometimes uttering a word of caution from the shadows, sometimes visiting us in our sleep, as bright as a candle burning inside a basement that has no windows.

Tomorrow has no more existence than yesterday, but you can always control now. We live in a series of nows. Think about now.

I guess that seems like an absurd premise until we consider the possibility that the dead are always with us, beckoning from the shade, reminding us that we're actors in the same drama they have already lived and that they can help us with our lives if we will only let them.