spirit

Country music is the poetry of the American spirit.

The only way to gain power in a world that is moving too fast is to learn to slow down. And the only way to spread one__ influence wide to learn how to go deep. The world we want for ourselves and our children will not emerge from electronic speed but rather from a spiritual stillness that takes root in our souls. Then, and only then, will we create a world that reflects the heart instead of shattering it.

every end should be followed by great new beginning

If we want to know our God-given gifts, we must know the giver.

Within, you hold a tiny piece of eternity, a fraction of life, a mirror of the universe.

We feel good when we hear about how powerful we are because we are pure power.

The link between the spirit and the mind is the deep heart".~R. Alan Woods [2012]

If I imagine my soul, as I do when I pray, it's shaped like Stapafel. No change of place or religion can alter that. I lived beneath Stapafel from the hour I was born until I was sixteen. I've never seen it since, but that doesn't matter. My soul is in the likeness of a jagged peak with a rock like a man standing on its summit, and snags of rock shaped like trolls along its spine. Screes defend it, although it's not quite inaccessible if you know the way up.

Dead or alive, true leaders can inspire an entire army.

We could do ourselves a tremendous favor by letting go of the people who poison our spirit.

When a desperate, hungry spirit appears and makes the guinea pigs squeal it is because he knows where to put the live wire of sex, because he knows that beneath the hard carapace of indifference there is concealed the ugly gash, the wound that never heals.

Only the ego resists egos. The spirit may notice egos, but sees beyond them and does not engage with them.

Global transformation can occur only when each individual has the courage to awaken from this amnesia to our true self and then make conscious choices true to our spirit. The human race is the only species on earth evolved enough to be capable of this privilege.

Look at the sky. Does its sapphire hue dim when you take a single breath? Are the stars drawn closer when you weep? The sky cannot be diminished so. Thus it is with the spirit: it is a thing without beginning or end.

The nineteenth century was the Age of Romanticism; for the first time in history, man stopped thinking of himself as an animal or a slave, and saw himself as a potential god. All of the cries of revolt against 'God' - De Sade, Byron's "Manfred", Schiller's "Robbers", Goethe's "Faust", Hoffmann's mad geniuses - are expressions of this new spirit. Is this why the 'spirits' decided to make a planned and consistent effort at 'communication'? It was the right moment. Man was beginning to understand himself.

Some journeys lead nowhere, but they set the spirit free

Do not try to understand. What I feel for you cannot be limited to words. I know that you have moved on with your life, yet I stand here, frozen in the midst of your spirit.

Make yourself familiar with the angels and behold them frequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you.