Quotes About Meditation

For those on the spiritual path, thinkers, students and meditative souls, it is of the greatest importance to know the condition of their spirit from time to time by consulting their voice. That is their barometer.

It is the empty pitcher that makes a noise when you knock upon it, but the pitcher which is full of water does not make any sound; it is silent, speechless.

The study of one year and the meditation of one day are equal. By this meditation is meant the right kind of meditation. If a person closes his eyes and sits doing nothing, he may just as well go to sleep. Meditation is not only an exercise to be practiced; in meditation the soul is charged with new light and life, with inspiration and vigor; in meditation there is every kind of blessing.

Es gibt nichts auf der Welt, was für kontemplative Menschen nicht erreichbar wäre, wenn sie nur wissen, wie man kontempliert. (S 162)

Meditation bedeutet, tief in uns hinabzutauchen und hoch in höhere Sphären aufzusteigen und weiter zu werden als das Universum. In diesen Erfahrungen erleben wir die Seligkeit der Meditation. Wir sollten jeden Tag unseres Lebens in eine Meditation verwandeln. (S. 163)

So wie das Sonnenglas das Herz der Sonne widerspiegelt, so spiegelt das kontemplative Herz die göttlichen Eigenschaften.

Das Ego des Menschen ist das falsche Ego; Gottes Ego ist das wahre Ego. Doch was ist das Ego? Das Ego ist Teil einer Linie: an einem Ende der Linie befindet sich Gottes Ego, am anderen das Ego des Menschen. Letzteres ist falsch, weil der Mensch sein Ego mit seinen Illusionen überdeckt hat, die er Ich-selbst nennt. Daher, wenn das Ego durch Liebe, Weisheit oder Meditation aufgelöst wird verfliegen die Wolken, die es bedeckten und das wahre Ego, Gottes Ego tritt in Erscheinung. (S. 176)

Sometimes you have to be alone to think, and sometimes the best place for thinking isn't home.

sometimes you have to be alone to think and sometimes the best place for thinking is'int home.

Under a shady tree can you feel the soft cool grass? can you feel it with your toes? we can sit here while it grows. Laurie Berkner

When I'm connecting with a higher source through meditation, I am happy. Life flows. Miraculous things happen. On the other hand, when I am blocking, resisting, or any part of me is criticizing the process by which connection happens for me, I feel deep discontent.

Set aside a specific time each day to meditate and tune into what your soul's wisdom has to share about the topic you are currently exploring. You can do this by simply connecting with your breath, softening your heart, and opening to whatever is revealed to you.

I believe we all have access to a higher energy all the time. All we have to do is turn on the laptop in our life--whatever form that takes for each of us--and make the time and space to honor what we receive.

That means anyone can serve the Earth, humankind and all life by spending time (every day, once a week, once a month), alone or in groups, concentrating their prodigious energies to help others. This can be accomplished through chanting, meditating, drumming, visualizing or whatever serves best. And while doing good deeds (volunteering, being active for affirmative change) is important, purposefully manifesting through positive, concentrated intention is vital to this transition.

Sometimes, leaving the road, I would walk into the sea and pull it voluptuously over my head and stand momentarily drowned in the cool blind silence, in a salt-stung neutral nowhere.

I personally love to run outdoor fitness trails. I love the meditative value I get when out alone, challenging myself to run faster and higher.

The discovery of truth, by slow progressive meditation, is wisdom.--Intuition of truth, not preceded by perceptible meditation, is genius.

He knows not how to speak who cannot be silent.

We too should make ourselves empty, that the great soul of the universe may fill us with its breath.

Silence is the fabric upon which the notes are woven.

I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory.

I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.

Decide if a poem is a question or a declaration, a meditation or an outcry.

And heard the green birds singing/ from the other side of silence