Quotes About Meditation

The pace of words is the pace of walking, and the pace of walking is also the pace of thought.

The music comes out of the silence. I don't mind if it goes back in. We come out of the silence...

The postures are only the skin of yoga. Hidden behind them are the flesh and blood of breath control and mental techniques that are still more difficult to learn, as well as moral practices that require a lifetime of consistent application and that correspond to the skeletal structure of the body. The higher practices of concentration, meditation and unitive ecstasy(samadhi) are analogous to the circulatory and nervous system. Georg Feuerstein The Deeper Dimension of Yoga

Devotion – a state of mind in which it refuses to occupy itself any longer with the limited and particular. By

I closed my eyes and wished I believed in something enough to pray to it.

Two percent of the people think; three percent of the people think they think; and ninety-five percent of the people would rather die than think.

Few people think more than two or three times a year; I have made an international reputation for myself by thinking once or twice a week.

Yüzümüzü görmek için aynaya, ruhumuzu görmek için sanat yap?t?na bakar?z.

If everyone in the world sat quietly at the same time, closed their eyes and concentrated as hard as they could on peace and goodwill, all the killing and cruelty in the world would continue. And probably increase.

A map was a fine thing to study when you were disposed to think of something else, being made up of names that would turn into a chime if you went back upon them.

Even when she was speaking, her soul was in prayer reposing on an unseen support.

But, for the point of wisdom, I would choose / To know the mind that stirs between the wings / Of bees...

There's a thing I've got i' my head, said Mr. Tulliver at last, in rather a lower tone than usual, as he turned his head and looked steadfastly at his companion.

Hare Krishna, Peace and Love

It's all in the mind."

The point is that when I see a sunset or a waterfall or something, for a split second it's so great, because for a little bit I'm out of my brain, and it's got nothing to do with me. I'm not trying to figure it out, you know what I mean? And I wonder if I can somehow find a way to maintain that mind stillness.

Like Confucius of old, I am so absorbed in the wonder of the earth and the life upon it, that I cannot think of heaven and the angels.

I have spent many hours on the beach collecting sea glass, and I almost always wonder, as I bend to pick up chunk of bottle green or a shard of meringue white, what the history of the glass was. Who used it? Was it a medicine bottle? A bit of a ship's lantern? Is that bubbled piece of glass with the charred bits inside it from a fire?

Just three minutes a day of silence is a wonderful exercise to reset your ears and to recalibrate so that you can hear the quiet again. If you can't get absolute silence, go for quiet; that's absolutely fine.

New Age music does something wonderful to the nervous system.

Breathing is central to every aspect of meditation training. It's a wonderful place to focus in training the mind to be calm and concentrated.

Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering.

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

I'm always wondering: Have all these time-saving devices actually saved us any time, or have they just created a million fetishes and obsessions that keep us from the quiet half hour we should be taking to sit and do nothing every day?