Category Archives: HIGHER POWERS

The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch. ― Stephen King, Pet Sematary

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Bellator silvae servi. 

Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.

Andrea CremerNightshade

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We want to find out exactly how, when and where our natural desires have warped us.

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When we are honest with ourselves about our personality flaws, our moral fibre, our depraved standards, and all the negative aspects of our recovery, we gain the capacity for positive change to transpire.

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Trust that your Higher Power will guide you and show you the way to true tranquility and gratification.

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http://www.recoverytimes.com/terry11.html

One man likes playing violin, and the other when his feet are smelly

 

 

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The Old Violin

The Touch of the Masters Hand

 

‘Twas battered and scarred,
And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

“What am I bid, good people”, he cried,
“Who starts the bidding for me?”
“One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?”
“Two dollars, who makes it three?”
“Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,”

But, No,
From the room far back a grey bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said “What now am I bid for this old violin?”
As he held it aloft with its’ bow.

“One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?”
“Two thousand, Who makes it three?”
“Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone”, said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
“We just don’t understand.”
“What changed its’ worth?”
Swift came the reply.
“The Touch of the Masters Hand.”

“And many a man with life out of tune
All battered and bruised with hardship
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.

But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the Touch of the Masters’ Hand.

– by Myra Brooks Welch

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The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 20 August 1932,

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It’s a braw bricht moonlit nicht the nicht

It’s a good (or brilliant) bright moonlight night tonight.

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“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.”

― Deng Ming-Dao, Everyday Tao: Living with Balance and Harmony

Thou art the Great Cat, the avenger of the Gods, and the judge of words, and the president of the sovereign chiefs and the governor of the holy Circle; thou art indeed…the Great Cat.” – Inscription on the Royal Tombs at Thebes

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Remember for just one minute of the day, it would be best to try looking upon yourself more as God does, for She knows your true royal nature.

Hafiz

Some other Hand than mine was on that helm during the night.

Captain Arthur Rostron, reflecting on his safe passage among the icebergs to the lifeboats.

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“She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some people are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independence. After a while you start throwing people out—your friends, everyone you used to know. And it’s still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it’s going to take you down with it. I’ve seen that happen to a lot of people here. I think that’s why I’m sick of love.”

― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

When you are lonely or frightened, talk to your guardian angel.

Joan Wester Anderson

You can do it out loud or inside your head, your angel can hear you. Ask your angel to be near you, to put his or her hand on your shoulder, to give you courage and protect you.

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We must not be forced to explore the universe in search of a new home
because we have made the Earth inhospitable, even uninhabitable.
For if we do not solve the environmental and related social problems
that beset us on Earth – pollution, toxic contamination,
resource depletion, prejudice, poverty, hunger
– those problems will surely accompany us to other worlds.

~ Donald G. Kaufman and Cecilia M. Franz
from ‘Biosphere 2000: Protecting Our Global Environment’ 1996 ~

http://www.sapphyr.net/smallgems/quotes-environment-nature.htm

Each truth you learn will be, for you, as new as if it had never been written.

Egyptian

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“Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship — be it JC or Allah, be it YHWH or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles — is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly. And when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.”

― David Foster Wallace

We are in the same tent as the clowns and the freaks-that’s show business.”

― Edward R. Murrow

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“Poor clowns of the absolute, we forget that we act out a tragedy to enliven the boredom of one spectator whose applause has never reached a mortal ear”

(Ciorin)

http://www.scaruffi.com/politics/quotes.html

A man of straw needs a woman of gold.

 

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“On the whole, I do not find Christians, outside of the catacombs, sufficiently sensible of conditions. Does anyone have the foggiest idea what sort of power we so blithely invoke? Or, as I suspect, does no one believe a word of it? The churches are children playing on the floor with their chemistry sets, mixing up a batch of TNT to kill a Sunday morning. It is madness to wear ladies’ straw hats and velvet hats to church; we should all be wearing crash helmets. Ushers should issue life preservers and signal flares; they should lash us to our pews. For the sleeping god may wake someday and take offense, or the waking god may draw us out to where we can never return. ”
― Annie Dillard

As an instinct told her which way to turn, her wisdom told her that it will be a long path to manifest.”

― Sarah Pussell

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God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.

 

– The Serenity Prayer (Reinhold Niebuhr)

Shooter Teton Sioux All birds, even those of the same species, are not alike, and it is the same with animals and with human beings. The reason WakanTanka does not make two birds, or animals, or human beings exactly alike is because each is placed here by WakanTanka to be an independent individuality and to rely upon itself.

http://www.ilhawaii.net/~stony/quotes.html

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“Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant? …We are all shape-shifters and magical reinventors. Life is really a plural noun, a caravan of selves.”

― Diane Ackerman

Gods, if they’re neglected, tend to fall asleep, but they never really go away. ”

― Nancy Farmer, The Islands of the Blessed

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“A nice pickle they were all in now: all neatly tied up in sacks, with three angry trolls (and two with burns and bashes to remember) sitting by them, arguing whether they should roast them slowly, or mince them fine and boil them, or just sit on them one by one and squash them into jelly.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit

To begin with,’ he said heavily,’you’ve got to understand that a seagull is an unlimited idea of freedom, an image of the Great Gull, and your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip, is nothing more than your thought itself.’

– Richard Bach   Jonathan Livingston Seagull.

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“Somebody has to go polish the stars,
They’re looking a little bit dull.
Somebody has to go polish the stars,
For the eagles and starlings and gulls
Have all been complaining they’re tarnished and worn,
They say they want new ones we cannot afford.
So please get your rags
And your polishing jars,
Somebody has to go polish the stars.”
― Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic

Oh Great Spirit, Whose voice I hear in the winds, And whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me!

Chief Yellow Lark Canadian Poem

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Never, oh! never, nothing will die;
The stream flows,
The wind blows,
The cloud fleets,
The heart beats,
Nothing will die.

― Alfred Lord Tennyson

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

~Ivy Baker Priest

http://www.quotegarden.com/hang-in.html

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“The worst isn’t the last thing about the world. It’s the next to the last thing. The last thing is the best. It’s the power from on high that comes down into the world, that wells up from the rock-bottom worst of the world like a hidden spring. Can you believe it? The last, best thing is the laughing deep in the hearts of the saints, sometimes our hearts even. Yes. You are terribly loved and forgiven. Yes. You are healed. All is well.”
― Frederick Buechner, The Final Beast

Be awake.

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“According to Vedanta, there are only two symptoms of enlightenment, just two indications that a transformation is taking place within you toward a higher consciousness. The first symptom is that you stop worrying. Things don’t bother you anymore. You become light-hearted and full of joy. The second symptom is that you encounter more and more meaningful coincidences in your life, more and more synchronicities. And this accelerates to the point where you actually experience the miraculous.

(quoted by Carol Lynn Pearson in Consider the Butterfly)”
Deepak Chopra, Synchrodestiny

Half the modern drugs could well be thrown out the window, except that the birds might eat them. Martin H. Fischer

http://www.quotegarden.com/birds.html

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“But look around at this world, how perfectly it’s made. Flowers can’t move, yet the insects come to them and spread their pollen. Trees can’t move either, but birds and animals eat their fruit and carry their seeds far and wide.”

― Nahoko Uehashi, Guardian of the Spirit

The Lorax: Which way does a tree fall? The Once-ler: Uh, down? The Lorax: A tree falls the way it leans. Be careful which way you lean.” ― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

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TREE

I am the tree

the lean hard hungry land

the crow and eagle

sun and moon and sea

I am the sacred clay

which forms the base

the grasses vines and man

I am all things created

I am you and

you are nothing

but through me the tree

you are

and nothing comes to me

except through that one living gateway

to be free

and you are nothing yet

for all creation

earth and God and man

is nothing

until they fuse

and become a total sum of something

together fuse to consciousness of all

and every sacred part aware

alive

in true affinity

– Kevin Gilbert

In a futile attempt to erase our past, we deprive the community of our healing gift. If we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame, our inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become a light for others.

― Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child: The Cry of the Heart for Intimate Belonging

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THE DEVIL OF THE PICNIC TREE

If seen from treetop level
the world is far enough away to kill you
with a fall. Be more careful than the bird.
Let the sky that is low yet as high in its flight still  
     you
with its colours, treeleaf-green, earthen-ware, and the  
     devil
in the wind go by. Trust in the tree you heard;
and you heard it then. It holds me like an arm
in the same limb that holds you; I have been sent to save
     you
for the climbs that are mine, and it is the world I
     climb,
and all my pitfall ages, having survived
the devil of the picnic tree. The climbing is nearly
     over,
but I am assigned to be here to see that you
stay up, go on; else what shall I do with my shadow?
Even the falling shadows are ours from the picnic tree.
(The Weekend Australian Review, July 1, 2000)

DAVID ROWBOTHAM

http://www.qct.com.au/rowbotham/australian.html

“You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you," said the Lion.”

C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair

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“I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been – if you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you – you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.”

C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

"Take the pestle — made of wood and very heavy — from your own eye, then take the mote — a tiny blade of spear grass — from another’s." (Marathi).

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The popular proverb says,

“ One root of grass has one root of grass’s dew to nourish it,”

and again it is said

Forest birds have no stored grain, but heaven and earth are broad." (Chinese).