Let any season that wants to come here make its own call. After that sound goes away, wait. A slow bubble rises through the earth and begins to include sky, stars, all space, even the outracing, expanding thought. Suddenly this dream you are having matches everyone’s dream, and the result is the world. If a different call came there wouldn’t be any world, or you… How you stand here is important. How you listen for the next things to happen. How you breathe. ~ William Stafford

It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living. Because we are alone with the unfamiliar presence that has entered us; because everything we trust and are used to is for a moment taken away from us; because we stand in the midst of a transition where we cannot remain standing. That is why the sadness passes: the new presence inside us, the presence that has been added, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is no longer even there, - it is already in our bloodstream. And we don't know what it was. We could easily be made to believe that nothing happened, and yet we have changed... We can't say who has come, perhaps we will never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters us in this way in order to be transformed in us, long before it happens. And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to life than that other loud and accidental point of time when it happens to us as if from outside. The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own, the more it becomes our fate.
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Rainer Maria Rilke

Just as your dreams are composed by an aspect of yourself of which your consciousness is unaware, so, too, your whole life is composed by the will within you. And just as people whom you will have met apparently by mere chance became leading agents in the structuring of your life, so, too, will you have served unknowingly as an agent, giving meaning to the lives of others… It is as though our lives were the features of the one great dream of a single dreamer in which all the dream characters dream, too; so that everything links to everything else, moved by the one will to life which is the universal will in nature. ~ Joseph Campbell

It is in the imagination with which you perceive this world, and the gestures with which you honor it. – Mary Oliver

You are the content of your character. You are the ambitions that drive you. You are the goals that you set. You are the things that you laugh at and the words that you say. You are the thoughts you think and the things you wonder. You are beautiful and desirable not for the clique you attend, but for the spark of life within you that compels you to make your life a full and meaningful one. You are beautiful not for the shape of the vessel, but for the volume of the soul it carries. ~ M. Wriston

We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time. When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy. It's like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable.
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Mark Nepo

Our real journey in life is interior: it is a matter of growth, deepening, and of an ever greater surrender to the creative action of love and grace in our hearts. ~ Thomas Merton

Out of the deep womb of a mountain is born a swift-running stream; so out of the aching depths of my heart has come forth joyous love, the perfume of the world. Through the sunlit valleys rush the waters, entering lake upon lake, ever wandering, never still; so is my love. As the tall trees are destroyed by the strong rush of waters that have nourished their deep roots, so has my love torn cruelly the heart of its rejoicing. I have shattered the very rock on which I grew. And as a wide river now escapes to the dancing sea, whose waters know no bondage; so is my love in the perfection of its freedom.
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Jiddu Krishnamurti

Be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind… Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again… But believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.
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Rainer Maria Rilke

And there it stood, a flower on a rock, where nothing else lived for a hundred miles in every direction. This flower was life, bold and true, standing proud to the sky, lapping up sunlight, dipping her roots into the ground, she was living, no matter what the world told her she couldn’t be, she just went on, chin up into the sun, and I realized, that life, by its very nature is brave. ~ Atticus