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The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the read more
The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty are really in ourselves. -Kahlil Gilbran.
The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.
The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from read more
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always. -Willa Cather.
It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country isn't in flames, that there read more
It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country isn't in flames, that there are people in the country besides politicians, entertainers, and criminals. -Charles Kuralt.
People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the read more
People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the Great Unseen, not what I cause Myself to be in any particular moment. In a sense, I am what I am not. It is from the Am-notness that I come, and to it I always return.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. read more
Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius.
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
