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"Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes."
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"Moment is a flower. Mindfulness is sipping the nectar of that flower."
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"In every bend of time there is some surprise, joy and beauty. Mindfulness is the light to discover it."
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"Mindfulness helps us to live in harmony with our thoughts, words and actions."
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"Mindfulness is not chasing the moment but beautifying the moment."
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"Mindfulness is the art of cosmic collaboration."
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"If you are not living in active consciousness, you will always be lost."
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"Every morning I drink a glass of water to be humble and simple like water."
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"You can see your thoughts and emotions arise & create space for them even if they are uncomfortable."
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"Time, place, and space for all things, but spending [the] majority of one's time playing in outer places, and far less time exploring inner space, is perhaps the worst form of neglect. Don't play yourself; the real you awaits."
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"Create gaps between stimulus and reaction and the gap will show you the path."
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"Shakespeare shook his head and sunk his chin into his ruff, making him look more owl-like than ever. "I have written about other worlds often enough. I have said what I can say. There are many kinds of reality. This is but one kind."
Literature

"I want to touch you.''And if you did touch me, what then?''I would find a language of beginning."
Romance

"Explore me,' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I'm free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon's wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know."
Love

"Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning, the love you get is the love that sets."
Relationship

"You act out what it feels like to be the one who doesn't belong. And you act it out by trying to do to others what has been done to you."
Psychology

"You are still the colour of my blood. You are my blood. When I look in the mirror it's not my own face I see. Your body is twice. Once you once me. Can I be sure which is which?"
Identity

"At bed-time I went into my room and put out the light. I didn't get undressed. I lay on my bed and looked out of the window at the stars. I read in a book that the stars can take you anywhere. I've never wanted to be an astronaut because of the helmets. If I were up there on the moon, or by the Milky Way, I'd want to feel the stars round my head. I'd want them in my hair the way they are in paintings of the gods. I'd want my whole body to feel the space, the empty space and points of light. That's how dancers must feel, dancers and acrobats, just for a second, that freedom."
Dreams

"Books, for me, are a home. Books don't make a home - they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and space. There is warmth there too - a hearth. I sit down with a book and I am warm."
Literature

"There are many forms of love and affection, some people can spend their whole lives together without knowing each other's names. Naming is a difficult and time-consuming process; it concerns essences, and it means power. But on the wild nights who can call you home? Only the one who knows your name."
Relationship

"He: What's the matter with you?Me: Nothing.Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are forever surprised, "but there was nothing the matter with her."
Mental Health
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