From A Circle of Quiet
A self is always becoming. Being does mean becoming, but we run so fast it is only when we seem to stop – … – that we are aware of our own isness, of being. But certainly this is not static, for this awareness of being is always a way of moving from the selfish self – the self image – and towards the real.
p. 210, wise women, edited by susan cahill
The little virtues
… be very cautious about promising and providing rewards and punishments. Because life rarely has it’s rewards and punishments, usually sacrifices have no reward, …
p. 204, wise women, edited by susan cahill
An interrupted life: the diary of
… pray only that another should have enough strength to shoulder his burden. If you do that, you lend him some of your own strength.
p. 198, Wise Women, edited by susan cahill
The Human Condition
Irreversibility and the Power to Forgive
The discoverer of the role of forgiveness in the realm of human affairs was Jesus of Nazareth. The fact that he made this discovery in a religious language is no reason to take it any less seriously in a strictly secular sense.
p. 190, Wise Women, edited by Susan Cahill
So much of what we need to do to free our hearts and souls is simply to acknowledge the truth. The rest will happen naturally.
Love has no price. It’s only love if it is free.
Journey to the Heart, p. 82, Melody Beattie
Denver Yoder – Somerset, OH
A proper connection, beside the still waters
Above all else, guard your heart,
For everything you do flows from it.
Keep your mouth free of perversity;
Keep corrupt talk far from your lips.
Let your eyes look straight ahead;
Fix your gaze directly before you.
Give careful thought to the paths for your feet and be steadfast in all your ways.
Do not turn to the right or the left;
Keep your feet from evil.
While it’s fun to go on a trip, and trips often coincide with going places in our personal lives, we don’t have to load up the car and hit the road to find what we’re looking for.
The places of power that we seek are within us.
… But the places, the locations we visit, are only mirrors, extensions of ourselves.
p. 64, Journey to the Heart, Melody Beattie
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