The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

Bertrand Russel

Showing posts with label Italia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italia. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2014

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Compilation of the Heart - Another Brick in the Wall

The brick walls are there for a reason. They’re not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. - Randy Pausch

"Sometimes, the most impenetrable brick walls are made of flesh."
"At times we became each other’s brick walls."
Randy Pausch

Friday, May 2, 2014

Mimicry


Our ability to adapt is amazing.
Our ability to change isn't quite as spectacular.
Lisa Lutz



Thursday, April 3, 2014

My wandering Soul


A sage was asked, “How long have we been on this journey?” 
He replied, “Imagine a mountain three miles wide, three miles high, and three miles long. Once every hundred years, a bird flies over the mountain, holding a silk scarf in its beak, which it brushes across the surface of the mountain. The time it would take for the scarf to wear down the mountain is how long we’ve been doing this.”
Ram Dass  
solace at last

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

If you're lost you can look and you will find me


If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough.”

Ellen Johnson Sirleaf


You've got to find the treasure. - Paolo Coelho


"Why do we have to listen to our hearts?" the boy asked, when they had made camp that day. "Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure."
"But my heart is agitated," the boy said. "It has its dreams, it gets emotional, and it's become passionate […]. It asks things of me, and it keeps me from sleeping many nights." […]
The boy's heart began to speak of fear. It told him stories it had heard from the Soul of the World, stories of men who sought to find their treasure and never succeeded. Sometimes it frightened the boy with the idea that he might not find his treasure, or that he might die there in the desert. At other times, it told the boy that it was satisfied: it had found love and riches.
"My heart is a traitor," the boy said to the alchemist […]. "It doesn't want me to go on.", "That makes sense," the alchemist answered. "Naturally it's afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you've won."
"Well, then, why should I listen to my heart?". "Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what you're thinking about life and about the world." […]
"My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer." the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. "Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity." […]
"When I have been truly searching for my treasure, every day has been luminous, because I've known that every hour was a part of the dream that I would find it. When I have been truly searching for my treasure, I've discovered things along the way that I never would have seen had I not had the courage to try things that seemed impossible […] to achieve."
The Alchemist – Paulo Coelho

Maybe that's what my fears are, dreams wanting to be born.



Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Compilation of the Heart - A Stone in a Universe of Pebbles and Stones

Today, while we were walking around the lake, [...] the man who was with me [...] threw a pebble into the water. Small circles appeared where the pebble fell, which grew and grew until they touched a duck that happened to be passing and which had nothing to do with the pebble. Instead of being afraid of that unexpected wave, he decided to play with it. [...]
Some hours before that scene, I went into a cafe, heard a voice, and it was as if God had thrown a pebble into that place.
The waves of energy touched both me and a man sitting in a corner painting a portrait. He felt the vibrations of that pebble, and so did I. […]


There is a name for that pebble: passion.
It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth-shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervor, in the certainty that one is going to realize a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and it's up to me to interpret those signs.
Paulo Coelho – Eleven Minutes





Monday, January 20, 2014

Real-Life Myths


Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent. We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence.
If we could fly out of that window hand in hand, hover over this great city, gently remove the roofs, and and peep in at the queer things which are going on, the strange coincidences, the plannings, the cross-purposes, the wonderful chains of events, working through generations, and leading to the most outré results, it would make all fiction with its conventionalities and foreseen conclusions most stale and unprofitable.
Arthur Conan Doyle
    


Sunday, December 29, 2013

Two Ways


The nuns taught us there were two ways through life -
the way of nature and the way of grace.
You have to choose which one you'll follow.
   
Grace doesn't try to please itself.
Accepts being slighted, forgotten, disliked.
Accepts insults and injuries.
   
Nature only wants to please itself.
Get others to please it too.
Likes to lord it over them.
To have its own way.
It finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it.
And love is smiling through all things.
   
The nuns taught us that no one who loves the way of grace ever comes to a bad end.
   
The Tree of Life


The nature of narcissism or the narcissistic nature?

Lovers crumble

Loves are like empires: when the idea they are founded on crumbles, they, too, fade away. - Milan Kundera

"Relationships are like Rome -- difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the 'golden age', and unbearable during the fall. Then, a new kingdom will come along and the whole process will repeat itself until you come across a kingdom like Egypt... that thrives, and continues to flourish. 
This kingdom will become your best friend, your soul mate, and your love.”
Helen Keller




Sunday, December 8, 2013

Everything happens for You

Life is simple. Everything happens for you, not to you. Everything happens at exactly the right moment, neither too soon nor too late. You don't have to like it... it's just easier if you do. - Byron Katie


All is blessing.
All is lesson.
All is both.
"You don't have to like it... it's just easier if you do."