Showing posts with label quote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quote. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Quotable Socks
Friday, March 22, 2013
Walking through Life
Indian Prayer
"Great Spirit,
Grant that I
may not
criticize my
neighbor
Until I have
walked a
mile
in his moccasins."
Two nights ago a restless sleep pushed itself upon me. I filled that space with thoughts of a story from Kitchen Table Wisdom about a man who used a visualization technique to help ward off his illness. Together with that story, I reflected back to a class. The teacher took us through a guided imagery to find our power animals. She turned off the lights; many of us took to the floors, laid down, made ourselves comfortable; others stayed in their chairs. It was a small class of no more than twelve. She put on a CD of drums and began guiding us with her voice. First we were to ground ourselves, knowing that we were grounded by the tree, then we were instructed to go down–down, down, down that trunk in search of our power animal. "It will come," she said. And if it doesn't, that's ok. Don't force it, just be." The drums beckoned us. The drum. A heartbeat. A familiar and enticing call.
My animal didn't come. I imagined a dolphin, but I forced it. Dolphin didn't come of her own accord.
Two nights ago a restless sleep came upon me and these moments connected their dots. I didn't force, rather I asked gently, for my power animal to come to me. Two appeared. First a crow, which was not a surprise. But the second: A unicorn. That was a very pleasant surprise. When I saw these two beautiful creatures, the space of restlessness grew into peace. I imagined these two: crow and unicorn there by my side to help me continue in my own healing and offering their guidance to me on my journey.
The quote above has been with me a long time, but today it wanted to come forth. I try to keep it close to my heart as I walk through life, one step–one breath at a time–open to all the wonders and differences of life.
"Great Spirit,
Grant that I
may not
criticize my
neighbor
Until I have
walked a
mile
in his moccasins."
Two nights ago a restless sleep pushed itself upon me. I filled that space with thoughts of a story from Kitchen Table Wisdom about a man who used a visualization technique to help ward off his illness. Together with that story, I reflected back to a class. The teacher took us through a guided imagery to find our power animals. She turned off the lights; many of us took to the floors, laid down, made ourselves comfortable; others stayed in their chairs. It was a small class of no more than twelve. She put on a CD of drums and began guiding us with her voice. First we were to ground ourselves, knowing that we were grounded by the tree, then we were instructed to go down–down, down, down that trunk in search of our power animal. "It will come," she said. And if it doesn't, that's ok. Don't force it, just be." The drums beckoned us. The drum. A heartbeat. A familiar and enticing call.
My animal didn't come. I imagined a dolphin, but I forced it. Dolphin didn't come of her own accord.
Two nights ago a restless sleep came upon me and these moments connected their dots. I didn't force, rather I asked gently, for my power animal to come to me. Two appeared. First a crow, which was not a surprise. But the second: A unicorn. That was a very pleasant surprise. When I saw these two beautiful creatures, the space of restlessness grew into peace. I imagined these two: crow and unicorn there by my side to help me continue in my own healing and offering their guidance to me on my journey.
The quote above has been with me a long time, but today it wanted to come forth. I try to keep it close to my heart as I walk through life, one step–one breath at a time–open to all the wonders and differences of life.
Friday, March 15, 2013
This Morning
"Every blade of grass has an angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'"
–The Talmud
This morning I'm in a quiet space.
I woke early,
soaked in the darkness of the early hour–
listened to the morning
hum itself into lightness.
I've been carrying this Talmud quote around in my mind lately. It makes me smile when I think of it and all the angels out there bending over each and every one of us. I came across the quote on a greeting card many years ago. I bought the greeting card and posted it to my bulletin board of inspiration; it's become a part of me.
This morning, I sit and find myself within the white space of the canvas...both literally and figuratively. I used markers to draw on the small canvas you see here. When I started coloring it in a week ago, I was certain that I would color every inch of space. Over the past few days, I've stared at this simple, but colorful series of lines and strokes and something inside of me says, I need that white space to stay. It's not meant to be all colored in. Sometimes, we need that white space amongst all the noise.
–The Talmud
This morning I'm in a quiet space.
I woke early,
soaked in the darkness of the early hour–
listened to the morning
hum itself into lightness.
I've been carrying this Talmud quote around in my mind lately. It makes me smile when I think of it and all the angels out there bending over each and every one of us. I came across the quote on a greeting card many years ago. I bought the greeting card and posted it to my bulletin board of inspiration; it's become a part of me.
This morning, I sit and find myself within the white space of the canvas...both literally and figuratively. I used markers to draw on the small canvas you see here. When I started coloring it in a week ago, I was certain that I would color every inch of space. Over the past few days, I've stared at this simple, but colorful series of lines and strokes and something inside of me says, I need that white space to stay. It's not meant to be all colored in. Sometimes, we need that white space amongst all the noise.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Jimmy Dean ~ Giving Thanks
“I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.”
--Jimmy Dean
The first time I read this quote, I knew it was for me. I came across the quote at work about two years ago on a paper towel of all places. The quote wasn’t attributed to anyone and at the time I didn’t look it up. I added the quote to the bottom footer of our team meeting agenda—good words to remember.
For the past several days the quote has been there with me, maybe because we’re heading into busy season and I’m sure there will be moments where I need to adjust my sails. But these words of wisdom will serve in all facets of life.
I typed the quote into Google yesterday to find out who said it and that’s when I learned it was Jimmy Dean. I didn’t realize Jimmy Dean was also a singer and had acted.
Here is a Youtube of his song, “Bumming Around.” This is my first time hearing this song, his first hit in 1953. I like the vibe, carefree and relaxed.
Another interesting tidbit from Wikipedia: Jimmy Dean was entombed in a 9-foot tall piano shaped mausoleum overlooking the James River on his estate.
I love his epitaph: “Here Lies One Hell of a Man.”
Jimmy Ray Dean (August 10, 1928 – June 13, 2010).
Thank you Jimmy Dean for your words that seized me from the first I read them and carry me through my days when I need them.
RIP
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