"There is nothing that cannot be redeemed when it is washed with the sanctity of love and acceptance"

From Cygnus Review

• One who bears no hatred?
• Who is a compassionate friend to all creatures?
• Who is not possessive or selfish,
• Equal in happiness and distress, and forgiving
• This devotee of mine is dear to me.
• From The Illustrated Bhagavad-Gita

• A small movement is better than a big movement,
• No movement is better than a small movement,
• Stillness is the mother of all movements.
• Author not known

How I love my fishing sessions, in the sunshine or the rain. All that feeds my sweet obsessions take away from me all pain. The entire lovely coloured flora, beautiful beyond compare. Gentle ways of the entire flora while sweet bird-song fills the air. Fascinated by all movements, water-rings and burbling, things that make the happy moments, its no wonder my heart sing. All around me are my riches…nature’s ever-changing scenes. All I hear and see bewitches, far beyond my wildest dreams. My obsessions are in living; silver nights and golden days. Sweetness comes to me from giving thanks for gifts that come my way.

By William Whiting-Hertfordshire UK

Deep peace of the Running Wave to you. Deep peace of the Flowing Air to you. Deep peace of the Quiet Earth to you. Deep peace of the Shining Stars to you. Deep peace of Taiji to you.

By Mitzi TCQHC 1997

• I enjoy meditating in the mountains
• Time seems to roll backward
• The pine tree cast a green shadow
• White clouds turn slowly.
• Animals have children where they’ll not be disturbed.
• Birds make their nests in high trees;
• All creatures under the sun know how to live.
• Why doesn’t man know this?
• Sheltering within a cave, drinking spring water.
• Once he had very little to worry about.
• I enjoy meditating beside the water
• Washing away the worries of the world.
• It flows past and never returns.
• The water is clouded with algae.
• Wild flowers are now in perfection.
• Fish sometimes nibble at the air.
• Ducks paddle idly about.
• Like a stone standing in the water
• I too am tranquil.
• I enjoy meditating among the flowers
• Looking up through them to the centre of the sky
• The dazzling lights split into many colours.
• The silver moon casts moving shadows.
• Butterflies dance with joy.
• Birds chirp merrily.
• A hundred ambitions are forgotten now.
• Don’t want to find the highest happiness.
• If you have wine then drink, and feel it deep inside when holding the cup.
• By Benjamin Hoff − Pooh Bear

"Look at a tree, a flower, a plant. Let your awareness rest on it. How deeply rooted in being. Allow nature to teach you stillness."

By Eckhart Tolle, ‘Stillness Speaks’.

From Cygnus Review

So long as liitle children are allowed to suffer, there is no true love in this world.

By Isadora Duncan (1878- 1927)

• Take things slowly while you may
• Never wish the time away
• Life is short but very sweet
• In the night time or the day
• Savour every lovely moment
• That the scenes of nature show
• High up in the firmament
• Round you on the earth below.
• Have you not been thrilled by daisies
• Glowing brightly in the breeze
• Or astrounded when the stages
• Of each each season you perceive
• Seen how flowers soft and fragile
• Grow up through the frozen ground
• What’er your mood it makes you smile
• At the loveliness you’ve found
• I can hear my heart fast-beating
• From the ecstacy I feel
• At beauty whether still or fleeting
• God made everything that’s real
• Oh! take life slowly while you may
• For too soon ’twill fade away
• Fill your mind with nought but pleasure
• To recall when’er you wish
• In the peaceful times of leisure…
• Nothing can compare with this
• They say do not live in the past
• But that’s a foolish thing to me
• For all the things I want to last
• Are stored within my memory.
• By William Whiting born 16th October 1927 died 10th October 2005

The ultimate truth of who you are is not ‘I am this’ or ‘I am that’, but ‘I am’

by Eckhart Tolle ‘A New Earth’

• You do not have to be good
• You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
• You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
• Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
• Meanwhile the world goes on.
• Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers.
• Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again.
• Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
• over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
• Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart’s affections and the truth of the Imagination."

by John Keats