No such thing as time travel, he'd rumbled patiently, once. Only live with what you've done, and try in the future to do what you're happy to live with.
When you have a watch, time is like a swimming pool. There are edges and sides. Without a watch, time is like the ocean. Sloppy and vast.
When you aren't sincere you need to pretend, and by pretending you end up believing yourself; that's the basic principle of every faith.
For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are there not – Heaven help us – all having lodgment at one time or another in the human spirit?
Our lives are defined by fear from the very time we are born to the time we bid adieu to this material world.
I figured I only had about two seconds to live. It’s amazing how many thoughts you can have in two seconds.
We try too much and trust too little. Count the times God's Book tells us to "try." Now count the times it tells us to "trust.
I have heard that Paganism is for broken people, but life cracks everyone in some way. We are a religion of healing people.
People who believe their god loves them unconditionally are less able to be controlled through divine terrorism.
My faith is a tool I employ, a metaphorical context I find apt, but it is inert until placed in a hand that needs it.
The Hermit is an important tarot card with much to tell us, but he tends not to be so welcome around the bonfire.
I am not interested in wishing hard and having the Universe provide all I need without any work on my part.
Magick need not be a crutch, but it is hard to argue that anything you lean on in lieu of building your own strength weakens resolve.
Mythology didn't cease to exist and be useful to Pagans when we gained digital watch technology.
Having had a transcendental experience as a teenager with the assistance of a hallucinogen, Madeline remains certain that the universe is too vast and beautiful to bother with gods.
Jolly felt salty tears on her lips, and for the first time in her life it occurred to her that sorrow tasted exactly like the sea.
She believes in love, in destiny and she knows ...she feels her prince in her destiny. She just has to wait for the right time.....
Art is a spiritual practice. If it weren't for art, I'd have given up on God a long time ago. This cathedral though....is very convincing.
He shrugs. "Doesn't help to waste my time thinking about would've-beens." Laila whispers, "He says to the girl with a mind full of them.
Courage, love, faith . . . these are all muscles that grow in strength each time we push them to their limits.
Financial uncertainty turns some people into misers and others into spendthrifts.
