becoming

Briefly summarising, we can express the proposed law thus: consciousness is bound up with learning in organic substance; organic competence is unconscious. Still more briefly, and put in a form which is admittedly rather obscure and open to misunderstanding: Becoming is conscious, being unconscious.

She was like the sun, She knew her place in the world - She would shine again regardless of all the storms and changeable weather She wouldn't adjust her purpose for things that pass.

Guilt can interfere with our desires to move forward, to heal properly and to become a person who has the mental health and means of proper recompense.

Then he realized: 'I, indeed, am this creation; for I have poured it forth from myself.' In that way he became this creation. And verily, he who knows this becomes in this creation a creator.

At times we convince ourselves, we have something to lose but in fact, who you are and your being remains intact.

And I went into the new year loving myself a little less, but a little more where it actually mattered.

It's difficult to become someone you don't know at all. It's difficult, indeed, to become yourself.

God is the best makeup Artist I have ever seen however, you may get an honorable mention for sprucing.

Each person was meant to blossom into their own unique signature of greatness.

One day you will be able to look over all the disaster and heartbreak and feel ok with it, today mighten be the day but one day you will.

Life is a progression of becoming who we are.

A spiritual journey is becoming what one has always meant to be-come and always was. One with God's Spirit.

The 7 Steps to Transformation:1. Dream it.2. Envision it.3. Think it.4. Grow it.5. Become it.6. Live it.7. OWN it.

Any thing or behavior too complex to understand becomes a phenomenon that could be termed spiritual or magical.

i love watching what you become when life thinks it has you cornered.

You have to learn where your weaknesses end and your strengths starts or you will spend your life focusing on all that falls apart.

It was a very ordinary day, the day I realised that my becoming is my life and my home and that I don't have to do anything but trust the process, trust my story and enjoy the journey. It doesn't really matter who I've become by the finish line, the important things are the changes from this morning to when I fall asleep again, and how they happened, and who they happened with. An hour watching the stars, a coffee in the morning with someone beautiful, intelligent conversations at 5am while sharing the last cigarette. Taking trains to nowhere, walking hand in hand through foreign cities with someone you love. Oceans and poetry. It was all very ordinary until my identity appeared, until my body and mind became one being. The day I saw the flowers and learned how to turn my daily struggles into the most extraordinary moments. Moments worth writing about. For so long I let my life slip through my fingers, like water. I'm holding on to it now,and I'm not letting go.

I wouldn__ be who I am today if it wasn__ for the people I had met and the people I had lost.