She Was Breathing Deeply....

"She was breathing deeply, she forgot the cold, the weight of beings, the insane or static life, the long anguish of living or dying. After so many years running from fear, fleeing crazily, uselessly, she was finally coming to a halt.

At the same time she seemed to be recovering her roots, and the sap rose anew in her body, which was no longer trembling. Pressing her whole belly against the parapet, leaning toward the wheeling sky, she was only waiting for her pounding heart to settle down, and for the silence to form in her. 

The last constellations of stars fell in bunches a little lower on the horizon of the desert, and stood motionless. Then, with an unbearable sweetness, the waters of the night began to fill her, submerging the cold, rising gradually to the center of her being, and overflowing wave upon wave to her moaning mouth. 

A moment later, the whole sky stretched out above her as she lay with her back against the cold earth." 

— Albert Camus

Breath of Kindness

“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort  of feeling safe with a person,  having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,  but pouring them all out, just as they are,  chaff and grain together,  certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,  keep what is worth keeping,  and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.”

George Eliot

 

 

 

“Everybody is a contradiction of themselves

and not only is that not a problem,

it’s a beautiful thing.

People should be contradictions.

If you’re not, it means you’re not evolving

or becoming a better person.

We talked about, as people, just about trying

and becoming a better person.

It comes through in the music.

It’s just unapologetic:

Don’t apologize for being whoever you are,

whoever you are.”

~ Justin Vernon

(Thank you to Andrew Gaffney for posting this fabulous quote)

But let there be spaces in your togetherness 

and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. 

Love one another but make not a bond of love: 

let it rather be a moving sea 

between the shores of your souls. 

Khalil Gibran

(photo courtesy of zedbee - flicker) 

"I become a waterwheel, 

turning and tasting you, 

as long as water moves."

Rumi 

When you move to the heart 

and bring your awareness there, 

again a new surprise...

all that is good grows, 

and all that is bad starts disappearing. 

Love grows, hate disappears, 

compassion grows, anger disappears, 

sharing grows, greed disappears.

Osho

picture from http://darlenesanguenza.wordpress.com/2009/02/04/love-is-in-the-air/