Posts Tagged ‘God’

“Work for something because it is good, not just because it stands a chance to succeed.”

“Truth and love will overcome lies and hatred.”
Vaclav Havel

“I am not what I ought to be, I am not what I want to be, I am not what I hope to be in another world; but still I am not what I once used to be, and by the grace of God I am what I am.”
John Newton

“If I had an hour to solve a problem and my life depended on the solution, I would spend the first 55 minutes determining the proper question to ask, for once I know the proper question, I could solve the problem in less than five minutes.”
Albert Einstein


“I cannot teach you violence, as I do not myself believe in it. I can only teach you not to bow your heads before anyone, even at the cost of your life.”

“It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.”

“God has no religion.”

“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.”
Mahatma Gandhi

“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.”

Theodore Roosevelt


“A warrior is not about perfection or victory or invulnerability. He’s about absolute vulnerability. That is the only true courage.”

“Sometimes you have to lose your mind before you come to your senses.”
Dan Millman


“If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.”
Eleanora Duse


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At this point the only people who haven’t seen this yet are probably those totally isolated from all civilization.  This video (by Jefferson Bethke) already has 9 1/2 million views in just 4 days (!!!).  While I do not agree with a number of his wording choices or interpretations in regards to spirituality or the Bible, I do think he’s getting pretty warm…and I DO agree with the points he makes of being spiritual one day a week and putting on a costume rather than living with integrity in striving to be mindful your Word in every moment. (For the record, I am not endorsing or pushing any kind of specific religion or spiritual path in this post. I do tend to have posts that have spiritual notes, but that is a result of my own self expression, as for me art and spirituality are one and the same.  I believe that an individual’s spiritual path (or seemingly choice of lack thereof), while can be shared, celebrated, and even expressed with others,  is still exceedingly personal to the nth degree.  I do not label myself with any religious title whatsoever, but rather strive daily(often in vain) to live in constant awareness of all inner and outer life.  I strive to abide by the creed that my practice and the integrity and purpose of how I live my life is my “religion.”  I am by no stretch of the imagination always successful in this daily endeavor, however I keep showing up nonetheless.  What else can I do?:)) Most of all, I just find his spoken word and the sharing of his personal journey of self discovery a beautiful work of art.

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(latest inspiration to breathe fire into my being, thanks mary oliver)

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles,
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations–
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice,
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determinded to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

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