Quotes About Meditation

Since sport was what he had been brooding

You know the truth, now. You know that reason alone is not enough. You must ask for grace . .

The act of breathing begins our life as we come out of the womb; in our last moment, when we cease breathing, our life is over. It only makes sense that the breath should also have a profound influence on all the moments in between.

The way to get from point A to point B is really to be at A.

As we approached the forty-five-day mark, we heard that it was an ancient tradition at that monastery to spend one week in the middle of the ninety days without any sleep at all.

You may also notice the stillness of the pause between breaths.

It is also sometimes shocking to see what the mind is taken up with, the way it spends its day, perhaps in sharp contrast to what you're actually doing, or to your sense of who you are.

Try to be mindful, and let things take their natural course. Then your mind will become still in any surroundings, like a clear forest pool. All kinds of wonderful, rare animals will come to drink at the pool, and you will clearly see the nature of all things. You will see many strange and wonderful things come and go, but you will be still. This is the happiness of the Buddha. —Ajahn Chah

But finally, you're not studying Buddhism. You're studying you.

You might from that vantage point go back and study impermanence with the other contemplations, seeing that the breath itself, for instance, arises and passes away.

We've heard the content of our mental formations so many times we're sick of them.

The odd thing about understanding was how often time alone seemed seemed to bring it about.

Back home again, Theodosia had fixed herself a cup of chamomile tea, ideal for jangled nerves or those times when sleep proves elusive. Then she sat down in front of her computer for a quick bit of Internet research.

A Lupita le llevó muchos años de encierro descubrir que uno escucha mejor cuando está en silencio y que está mucho más acompañado en la soledad.

If the US Open was a two-week trip to Ibiza, Wimbledon was a meditative hike through a scenic national park.

The loneliness is the mother of wisdom.

In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.

Y, en vuestro propio caso, recordad bien y meditad sobre esta sencilla distinción (no hacerla como es debido ha sido la perdición de miles):—que vuestra conciencia no es ley.—

My thoughts amuse me.

You must walk alone to find your soul.

I won't take a real nap. I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to close my eyes, just stay safe under the covers and breathe.

Normally, one is only conscious of the room around one, but when no-one else is present, one's awareness is free to fill all the space.

I am watching bees.

Om mane padme om