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“…I want first of all - in fact, as an end to these other desires - to be at peace with myself. I want a singleness of eye, a purity of intention, a central core to my life that will enable me to carry out these obligations and activities as well as I can. I want, in fact - to borrow from the language of the saints -to live 'in grace' as much of the time as possible. I am not using this term in a strictly theological sense. By grace I mean an inner harmony, essentially spiritual, which can be translated into outward harmony…”
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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The shape of my life is, of course, determined by many things; my background and childhood, my mind and its education, my conscience and its pressures, my heart and its desires.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea
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The pure relationship, how beautiful it is! How easily it is damaged, or weighed down with irrelevancies — not even irrelevancies, just life itself, the accumulations of life and of time. For the first part of every relationship is pure, whether it be with friend or lover, husband or child. It is pure, simple and unencumbered. It is like the artist’s vision before he has to discipline it into form, or like the flower of love before it has ripened to the firm but heavy fruit of responsibility. Every relationship seems simple at its start. The simplicity of first love, or friendliness, the mutuality of first sympathy seems, at its initial appearance — even if merely in exciting conversation across a dinner table — to be a self-enclosed world. Two people listening to each other, two shells meeting each other, making one world between them… It is free of ties or claims, unburdened by responsibilities, by worry about the future or debts to the past. And then how swiftly, how inevitably the perfect unity is invaded; the relationship changes; it becomes complicated, encumbered by its contact with the world.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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heresay · 3 months
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Alex Dimitrov, from "Tuesday"
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It is the dirt of our lives—the depressions, the losses, the inequities, the failing grades in trigonometry, the e-mails sent in fear or hate or haste, the ways in which we encounter people different from us—that shape us, polish us to a heady sheen, make us in fact more beautiful, more elemental, more artful and lasting.
Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice
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Today, I feel stronger, learning to live within the natural cycles of a day and to not expect too much of myself. As women, we hold the moon in our bellies. It is too much to ask to operate on full-moon energy three hundred and sixty-five days a year. I am in a crescent phase.
Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
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We can change, evolve, and transform our own conditioning. We can choose to move like water rather than be molded like clay.
Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice
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To live a truly creative life, we always need to cast a critical look at where we presently are, attempting always to discern where we have become stagnant and where new beginning might be ripening. There can be no growth if we do not remain open and vulnerable to what is new and different. I have never seen anyone take a risk for growth that was not rewarded a thousand times over.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
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heresay · 4 months
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Forgiveness is not about fairness; it’s about freedom.
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Take a simple idea, and take it seriously.
Charlie Munger
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heresay · 4 months
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The wonder is that you could start life with nothing, end with nothing, and lose so much in between.
Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead
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Never be mean in anything. Never be false. Never be cruel. I can always be hopeful of you.
Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead
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heresay · 4 months
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There are infinitely many kinds of beautiful lives.
Maria Popova, Figuring
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heresay · 4 months
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A healthy mind knows how to hope; it identifies and then hangs on tenaciously to a few reasons to keep going. Grounds for despair, anger, and sadness are, of course, all around. But the healthy mind knows how to bracket negativity in the name of endurance. It clings to evidence of what is still good and kind. It remembers to appreciate; it can — despite everything — still look forward to a hot bath, some dried fruit or dark chocolate, a chat with a friend, or a satisfying day of work. It refuses to let itself be silenced by all the many sensible arguments in favor of rage and despondency.
Alain de Botton, A Therapeutic Journey: Lessons from The School of Life
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heresay · 4 months
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There is a quiet light that shines in every heart. It draws no attention to itself, though it is always secretly there. It is what illuminates our minds to see beauty, our desire to seek possibility, and our hearts to love life. Without this subtle quickening our days would be empty and wearisome, and no horizon would ever awaken our longing. Our passion for life is quietly sustained from somewhere in us that is wedded to the energy and excitement of life. This shy inner light is what enables us to recognize and receive our very presence here as blessing.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us
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All the books of the world will not bring you happiness, but build a secret path toward your heart. What you need is in you: the sun, the stars, the moon, the illumination you were seeking shines up from within you. The quest for wisdom made you comb the libraries. Now every page speaks the truth that flashes forth from you.
Hermann Hesse, Books
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Don't let the fear of the time it will take to accomplish something stand in the way of your doing it. The time will pass anyway; we might just as well put that passing time to the best possible use.
Earl Nightingale
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