[theglasschild]

“Imagine that human existence is defined by an Ache: the Ache of our not being, each of us, the center of the universe; of our desires forever outnumbering our means of satisfying them.”

— Jonathan Franzen, How to Be Alone

[recked]

[spiritualgateway]

The empty mind - the pure mind - is not a blank, zero-land, where you’re not feeling or caring about anything. It’s an effulgence of the mind. It’s a brightness that is truly sensitive and accepting. It’s an ability to accept life as it is. When we accept life as it is, we can respond appropriately to the way we’re experiencing it, rather than just reacting out of fear and aversion.

Ajahn Sumedho (via grey-wolf)

[avtavr]

[fyp-psychology]

A person is a fluid process, not a fixed and static entity; a flowing river of change, not a block of solid material; a continually changing constellation of potentialities, not a fixed quantity of traits.

Carl Rogers, On Becoming a Person   (via wordsnquotes)

[reut0v]

Автор: Михаил Курбатов

[spiritualgateway]

The mind spends most of the time lost in fantasies and illusions, reliving pleasant or unpleasant experiences and anticipating the future with eagerness or fear. While lost in such cravings or aversions, we are unaware of what is happening now, what we are doing now.

S. N. Goenka (via grey-wolf)

[timbllr]

from weheartit

[grey-wolf]

Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a ‘hot mess’ or having ‘too many issues’ are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.

Anthon St. Maarten (via grey-wolf)

[melisica]

[grey-wolf]

You are really in search of yourself, without knowing it. You are love-longing for the love-worthy, the perfect lovable. Due to ignorance you are looking for it in the world of opposites and contradictions. When you find it within, your search will be over.

Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via grey-wolf)

[grey-wolf]

There is a presence, a silence, a stillness which is here by itself. There is no doer of it, no creator of this stillness. It is simply here in you, with you. It is the fragrance of your own self. There is nothing to do about this, it is naturally present. This fragrance of peace, this spaciousness, it is the fragrance of your own being.

Mooji (via grey-wolf)

[sadviolences]

by Simone Corrò

[jazzetpoesie]

[wordsnquotes]

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Plato (via wordsnquotes)

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[thequotejournals]

It’s complicated. Depression is awful beyond words or sounds or images; I would not go through an extended one again….So why would I want anything to do with this illness? Because I honestly believe that as a result of it I have felt more things, more deeply; had more experiences, more intensely; loved more, and been more loved; laughed more often, for having cried more often; appreciated more the springs, for all the winters; worn death ‘as close as dungarees,’ appreciated it — and life — more; seen the finest and the most terrible in people, and slowly learned the values of caring, loyalty, and seeing things through. I have seen the breadth and depth and width of my mind and heart and seen how frail they both are, and how ultimately unknowable they both are. Depressed, I have crawled on my hands and knees in order to get across a room and have done it for month after month.

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness (via wordsnquotes)