All Quotes By Tag: Light

“If we could be humble enough to submit our passions, sentiments and even weaknesses to God Almighty, he would successfully convert them to something positive that would eventually glorify Him.”

“Imagination seems to come fast and true in the morning and evening light, the bookends of the day, shifting as books come and go like moments in time. It’s during these times in which the phrases “It is so” and “It is not so” become “It might be so” and “It might not be so.” In this way, the black and white realism of the day transforms into colorful winged possibilities of morning and night.”

“When in spotlight, you get attention of even those you don’t know; When in darkness, you lose your own shadow too”

“When in spotlight, you get attention of even those you don’t know; When you are in darkness, you lose your own shadow too”

“Light is time reflecting on time.”

“Embrace your power. Before, when you hid your light you were safe and non-threatening. As you begin to shine, those who cannot support your growth will fall away, this is how life naturally unfolds.”

“When you get into the dark room You do not open the window and throw out the darknessYou push the button and the light is thereIf you feel the darkness in yourselfDo not bother to throw it outBring light into yourself and the darkness will disappearSlobodan Boban Manic”

“I am that piece of a puzzle, which would never fit in any puzzles out there. I am that sky, which refused to turn blue every morning. I am that bird, which always had broken wings and yet always tried harder to fly. And I am that tunnel, which neither had a beginning nor end but one could always see the light at both the ends.”

“As it has been since the dawn of time, the light and dark are linked as one”

“A warrior of the Light is never in a hurry.Time works in his favor; he learns to master his impatience and avoids acting without thinking.”

“On a long flight, after periods of crisis and many hours of fatigue, mind and body may become disunited until at times they seem completely different elements, as though the body were only a home with which the mind has been associated but by no means bound. Consciousness grows independent of the ordinary senses. You see without assistance from the eyes, over distances beyond the visual horizon. There are moments when existence appears independent even of the mind. The importance of physical desire and immediate surroundings is submerged in the apprehension of universal values.For unmeasurable periods, I seem divorced from my body, as though I were an awareness spreading out through space, over the earth and into the heavens, unhampered by time or substance, free from the gravitation that binds to heavy human problems of the world. My body requires no attention. It’s not hungry. It’s neither warm or cold. It’s resigned to being left undisturbed. Why have I troubled to bring it here? I might better have left it back at Long Island or St. Louis, while the weightless element that has lived within it flashes through the skies and views the planet. This essential consciousness needs no body for its travels. It needs no plane, no engine, no instruments, only the release from flesh which circumstances I’ve gone through make possible.Then what am I – the body substance which I can see with my eyes and feel with my hands? Or am I this realization, this greater understanding which dwells within it, yet expands through the universe outside; a part of all existence, powerless but without need for power; immersed in solitude, yet in contact with all creation? There are moments when the two appear inseparable, and others when they could be cut apart by the merest flash of light.While my hand is on the stick, my feet on the rudder, and my eyes on the compass, this consciousness, like a winged messenger, goes out to visit the waves below, testing the warmth of water, the speed of wind, the thickness of intervening clouds. It goes north to the glacial coasts of Greenland, over the horizon to the edge of dawn, ahead to Ireland, England, and the continent of Europe, away through space to the moon and stars, always returning, unwillingly, to the mortal duty of seeing that the limbs and muscles have attended their routine while it was gone.”

“How can we sleep when our soul is lit from within?”

“The goddess will always smile,For those in her light,For she will show them love,On many a given night.Bathing in her beauty,Seeing her heavenly glow,As she surrounds her brethren,On the land called Earth below.Her brethren will rejoice,When they feel her light,As it travels through their body,On those given nights.So say,Blessed Be!And welcome her to thee,For she will be with you always, Our goddess,Blessed Be!”

“Women are the salt of the earth: but if the salt has lost its taste,What with shall our food be salted?It is thenceforth good for nothing,But to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot;The Patriarchs would wish women to be invisible.But in women are the light of the world.A tree that grows on a hill cannot be hid.Neither do women light a hearth fire, and hide it;As it gives light to all that are in the house.Let your light so shine before humanity,That they may see your good works, and glorify your Queen, the Goddess.”

“The language of light can only be decoded by the heart. Truth can only be seen by those with truth in them.”