“Marvel at the deep truths of being”
-Arthur C. Brooks
Category Archives: Sweet Breathing
Promise Yourself
“Promise Yourself…
To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.To think only the best, to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.To give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true to the best that is in you.”~ Christian D. Larson
In Gratitude for the Rain
Ecstatic in the bounty of the rain today.
Its waters slow sinking into our earth,
A deep and boundless love offering,
A joyful pour of life.
Today, I am in gratitude for the rain.
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head
with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”
-Langston Hughes
“How quick we are to find the rainbow,
before being thankful for the rain.”
-Dieter Uchtdorf
Take the High Road
“To every man there openeth a way, and ways, and a way. And the high soul climbs the high way, and the low soul gropes the low. And in between, on the misty flats, the rest drift to and fro. But to every man there openeth a high way and a low, and every man decideth the way his soul shall go.”
-Mehmet Murat Ildan
“If you can live the beauty of the misty mornings, you are the king, you are the queen!”
-Mehmet Murat Ildan
To Sing at Dawn
“Once upon a time… there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.”
-Terry Tempest Williams
Three Things
“Three things cannot be long hidden:
The Sun, The Moon & The Truth
-Buddha
The Extraordinary is Waiting
The further I wake into this life, the more I realize that God is everywhere and the extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary. Light is in both the broken bottle and the diamond, and music is in both the flowing violin and the water dripping from the drainage pipe. Yes, God is under the porch as well as on top of the mountain, and joy is in both the front row and the bleachers, if we are willing to be where we are.”
-Mark Nepo
Beguiled and Enchanted
“It is quite possible to leave your home for a walk in the early morning air and return a different person – beguiled, enchanted.”
-Mary Ellen Chase
Swim in Silence
“I think 99 times and I find nothing.
I stop thinking, swim in silence,
and the truth comes to me.”
-Albert Einstein
What To Remember Upon Waking
What to Remember Upon Waking by David Whyte.
I’m endeavoring, and am successful more and more often, to remember to pause, to settle, to be grateful, before moving into the plans and tasks, upon waking…
“In that first
hardly noticed
moment
in which you wake,
coming back
to this life
from the other
more secret,
moveable
and frighteningly
honest
world
where everything
began,
there is a small
opening
into the new day
that closes
the moment
you begin your plans.
What you can plan
is too small
for you to live.What you can live
wholeheartedly
will make plans
enough
for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.To become human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.To remember
the other world
in this world
is to live in your
true inheritance.You are not
a troubled guest
on this earth,
you are not
an accident
amidst other accidents
you were invited
from another and greater
night
than the one
from which
you have just emerged.Now, looking through
the slanting light
of the morning
window toward
the mountain
presence
of everything
that can be
what urgency
calls you to your
one love?What shape waits
in the seed of you
to grow and spread
its branches
against a future sky?Is it waiting
in the fertile sea?
In the trees
beyond the house?
In the life
you can imagine
for yourself?In the open
and lovely
white page
on the waiting desk?”-David Whyte
