Cela est bien, repondit Candide, mais il faut cultiver notre jardin.
VoltaireMots clés spirit garden inspirtational sprituality
He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of Time.
Jack LondonMots clés time sprituality
Inner resistance to whatever arises in the present moment pulls you back into unconsciousness. Inner resistance is some form of negativity, complaining, fear, aggression, or anger. This is important because whenever you complain about what somebody else does you're already beginning to fall into that trap of unconsciousness.
Eckhart TolleMots clés inspirational sprituality
When you walk a life of honesty, you live a life of truth.
Therese BenedictMots clés honesty love inspiration relationships sprituality
From Aus B. Shurahbil" He heard Allah Messenger say: "One who strives to strengthen an oppressor and knows he is an oppressor has already left Islam.
Baihaqi
Mots clés islam sprituality
Grace is alive, living waters. If I dam up the grace, hold the blessings tight, joy within dies... waters that have no life.
Ann VoskampMots clés sprituality
Go back,
go back to sleep.
Yes, you are allowed.
You who have no Love in your heart,
you can go back to sleep.
The power of Love
is exclusive to us,
you can go back to sleep.
I have been burnt
by the fire of Love.
You who have no such yearning in your heart,
go back to sleep.
The path of Love,
has seventy-two folds and countless facets.
Your love and religion
is all about deceit, control and hypocrisy,
go back to sleep.
I have torn to pieces my robe of speech,
and have let go of the desire to converse.
You who are not naked yet,
you can go back to sleep.
Mots clés love silence religion sprituality
Indeed His blessings are in the struggle.
Habeeb AkandeMots clés motivational inspirational god hope determination sprituality preservation
Love is when your 'phobia' becomes 'mania'.
Bhanu TejaMots clés inspirational romance sprituality
You are at my side, dear friends, and God is everywhere. Yet ultimately we are alone, making our way home by the candle of the heart. The light is steady and sure but extends only far enough to see the next step.
Many times the light seems to go out. But another light, one held by a stranger or friend, a book or a song, a blackbird or a wild flower, comes close enough so that we can see our path by its light. And in time we realize that the light we have borrowed was always our own.
Mots clés solitude endurance sprituality
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