Mindful living is an art. You do not have to be a monk or living in a monastery to practice mindfulness. You can practice it anytime, while driving your car or doing housework. Driving in mindfulness will make the time in your car joyful, and it will...
Rest you here, enchanter, while the light fades, Vision narrows, and the far Sky-edge is gone with the sun. Be content with the small spark Of the coal, the smell Of food, and the breath Of frost beyond the shut door. Home is here, and familiar thing...
I see myself as a Scottish sky: there are rain clouds, rainbows and sunrays that run and overtake one another, mingle together and dance with each other! You see all of this within seconds of looking up! It’s a living sky, it breathes and it’s re...
Police Officer at Gluttony crime scene: Nothing's been touched. Everything's like I found it. William Somerset: What time was death established? Police Officer at Gluttony crime scene: Like I said, I didn't touch anything... but he's had his face in ...
Years ago you followed someone here, in love with breath kissing the nape of your neck, back when it was easy to be at least two places at once.
In sitting meditation, our practice is to watch our thoughts arise, label them "thinking", and return to the breath.
When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.
In a world of pushing, shoving, striving to get ahead at all costs people; to those who knew him well, John Mann was a breath of fresh air.
As long as he was breathing, God's greatest task for him was not yet finished. His highest purpose in life was still unfulfilled. ... God still had plans for him.
I pulled out my mp3 player and stuck the buds in, and letting out a big breath, I started to scroll through my music for something appropriate to kill by. John Tesh, it is.
Nothing is ‘wrong’ with me, Dan. What’s wrong with you? she said in the same eerily quiet voice, dark eyes fixated on Dan, as she breathed heavily.
She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the last thread holding him together.
Rapunzel shivered as she felt the tantalizing warm breath of the leopard and the vibrations from his panting tickle and tease her in such an intimate place.
What is this thing? Did you make it?” “I am a chemist, aren’t I?” Laurence says. “You own a meth-lab,” Benjamin says. “That does not qualify you as a chemist.
He said that he felt that there was a book hidden between us. Some small thing lodged between a rib or a summer. and He wanted to find it.
If there is passion, let me feel its heat. I want my heart to beat fast, my breath raspy, my skin to burn.
I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest.
I just found this world a hard place to be good in,’ says Bunny, then he closes his eyes and, with an expiration of breath, goes still.
Til shade is gone, til water is gone Into the shadow with teeth bared Screaming defiance with the last breath To spit in Sightblinder’s eye on the Last Day.
I liked the air I was breathing, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with my head,” I assured him with a giggle. “Will you kiss me again?” I flirted sweetly.
Whenever you want to know what’s wrong or missing in your inner relationship with the Divine, stop, breathe deeply, and observe how is your relationship with the opposite sex.
