Of course you’re the center of the universe. You’re also a flower. A river. A plum. Bright in her hair. Adrift on the water. Secure in her fingers. Warm in her palm. What else to declare? It’s the same the other way around. . [ 1789 ]
the last thing you are is what you think you are; the first thing is . [ 1787 ]
And then, one day, the setting moon was so bright and full, we really did change; but that was long ago — an hour or so, maybe less, maybe more. . [ 1784 ]
Riot of wildflowers, symphony of weeds — yes, little junco, the ladybug is pleased. . [ 1782 ]
It must fall apart. It will fall apart. Oh, such beauty! . [ 1769 ]
If happiness and joy could be summoned with effort, just think how happy and joyful we would be; still we try, and are undone by trying; what made me think of this? a cloudy, misty dawn; my heart beating; the universe rolling on . . [ 1758 ]
A little bird, watching from a fence post — some miracles I remember; most, I forget. . [ 1740 ]
The less I think, the better I feel — physically, mentally, every which way. Once I recognized the connection between what goes on in my head and my general well being, the thinking process grew quiet, and the intervals between thoughts became greater. Sometimes, I hardly think at all, and wouldn’t notice it, except that when I finally do think, it’s like waking from a vivid dream. I don’t mean […]
To witness a miracle, spend a day, a few hours, or even a few minutes listening to your body. Be still. Don’t sit in judgment. There’s no need for words. Notice where it hurts. Notice where it doesn’t. Notice your heartbeat, and the rise and fall of your breath. Notice your digestion. And along with this noticing, notice too how everything is happening of its own accord. The body is […]
William Michaelian 