A Woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself— Maya Angelou
Superior Flowing River quotations
All religions are true. God can be reached by different religions. Many rivers flow by many ways but they fall into the sea. They all are one.
When you put your hand in a flowing stream, you touch the last that has gone before and the first of what is still to come.
Those who are victorious plan effectively and change decisively.
They are like a great river that maintains its course but adjusts its flow.
There is a quiet courage that comes from an inward spring of confidence in the meaning and significance of life. Such courage is an underground river, flowing far beneath the shifting events of one's experience, keeping alive a thousand little springs of action.
For many of us, water simply flows from a faucet, and we think little about it beyond this point of contact. We have lost a sense of respect for the wild river, for the complex workings of a wetland, for the intricate web of life that water supports.
There are no boundaries in the real Planet Earth.
No United States, no Soviet Union, no China, no Taiwan...Rivers flow unimpeded across the swaths of continents. The persistent tides - the pulse of the sea - do not discriminate; they push against all the varied shores on Earth.
The rivers of Grace cannot flow uphill, up the steep cliff of the proud man's heart.
The energy that moves life is the force of the Feminine.
She is unstoppable. She is the source of all life, the mover of blood, the breather of breath, the flow of the river's water. The Feminine is life. We can feel Her moving and living in any moment we are open to Her, or as Her.
The love of God toward you is like the Amazon River flowing down to water a single daisy.
In the gun game, we are the most hunted.
The river of blood that washes the streets of our nation flows mostly from the bodies of our black children.
In the dark night of the soul, bright flows the river of God.
To put your hands in a river is to feel the chords that bind the earth together.
Every day we're given a choice: We can relax and float in the direction that the water flows, or we can swim hard against it. If we go with the river, the energy of a thousand mountain streams will be with us . . . if we resist the river, we will feel rankled and tired as we tread water, stuck in the same place.
Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.
Every human being has the right to search for happiness, and by 'happiness' is meant something that makes other people feel content. Paulo Coelho Quotes From Like the Flowing River “Every human being should keep alive within them the sacred flame of madness, but should behave as a normal person.
Some people spend their entire lives reading but never get beyond reading the words on the page, they don't understand that the words are merely stepping stones placed across a fast-flowing river, and the reason they're there is so that we can reach the farther shore, it's the other side that matters...
Very simply, we subsidize high-fructose corn syrup in this country, but not carrots. While the surgeon general is raising alarms over the epidemic of obesity, the president is signing farm bills designed to keep the river of cheap corn flowing, guaranteeing that the cheapest calories in the supermarket will continue to be the unhealthiest.
I hope that God forgive us, all of us sinners turn us back into beginners, put us up where the winners go, Holy apartments in the gardens in which the rivers flow, thank you for all your blessings and all of your miracles.
Like two rivers flow to the sea, someday we'll reunite for all eternity.
How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.
The blues is a mighty long road. Or it could be a river, one that twists and turns and flows into a sea of limitless musical potential.
If you think you can grasp me, think again: my story flows in more than one direction, a delta springing from the river bed with its five fingers spread.
This cruel age has deflected me, like a river from this course.
Strayed from its familiar shores, my changeling life has flowed into a sister channel. How many spectacles I've missed: the curtain rising without me, and falling too. How many friends I never had the chance to meet.
Here is adventure. Here is romance. Here is mystery. Tropical rivers – silently flowing into the unknown. The unbelievable splendor of exotic flowers … the eerie sound of the jungle … with eyes that are always watching. This is Adventureland.
Night and day the river flows. If time is the mind of space, the River is the soul of the desert. Brave boatmen come, they go, they die, the voyage flows on forever. We are all canyoneers. We are all passengers on this little mossy ship, this delicate dory sailing round the sun that humans call the earth. Joy, shipmates, joy.
There are moments of oneness with the Beloved, absolutely ecstasy and bliss.
That is nothingness. And this nothingness loves you, responds to you, fulfills you utterly and yet there is nothing there. You flow out like a river without diminishing. This is the great mystical experience, the great ecstasy.
When we are young we are like a flowing river - and then we freeze.
Spirit is Life. It flows thru the death of me endlessly like a river unafraid of becoming the sea.
Our tissues change as we live: the food we eat and the air we breathe become flesh of our flesh and bone of our bone, and the momentary elements of our flesh and bone pass out of our body every day with our excreta. We are but whirlpools in a river of ever-flowing water. We are not stuff that abides, but patterns that perpetuate themselves
True inner joy is self-created It does not rely on any outer circumstances A river is flowing in and through you carrying the message of joy. This divine joy is the sole purpose of life.
As for the flood carving Grand Canyon, why don't they explain to us why the top of the Canyon is 4,000ft higher than where the river (Colorado River) enters the canyon? Why don't they explain to us how rivers miraculously flowed up-hill for millions of years to finally cut the groove deep enough so they could flow downhill?
I write what I see, the endless procession to the guillotine.
Were all lined up, waiting for the crunch of the blade... the rivers of blood are flowing beneath our feet... Ive been to hell, young man, youve only read about it.
Love and respect yourself and never compromise for anything.
And then you will be surprised how much growth starts happening of its own accord.. as if rocks have been removed and the river has started flowing.
Study how water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks.
Also learn from holy books and wise people. Everything - even mountains, rivers, plants and trees - should be your teacher.