wonder

In his first summers, forsaking all his toys, my son would stand rapt for nearly an hour in his sandbox in the orchard, as doves and redwings came and went on the warm wind, the leaves dancing, the clouds flying_the child was not observing; he was at rest in the very center of the universe, a part of things, unaware of endings and beginning, still in unison with the primordial nature of creation, letting all light and phenomena pour through.

All children are born rebels and explorers until they're taught to sit still and obey.

The wonder of the womb is the birth of a child.

Nature has created countless number of wonders, we got a long way to go as man have created only seven wonders.

One thing that creates difference between pilgrims of life as they journey along the various paths of life is the head. It makes some fall, others rest and some pursue to the farther.The reason for the difference is not the size, shape, hair color or the style of the head but what is within the head, what fills the mind, what enters the ears; what the eyes look and see, what the ears hear and listen to; make some champions of life and others wanders of life.

One thing that creates difference between pilgrims of life as they journey along the various paths of life is their head. It makes some fall, others rest and some pursue to the farther.The reason for the difference is not the size, shape, hair color or the style of their head but what is within their head, what fills their mind, what enters their ears; what their eyes look and see, what their ears hear and listen to; make some champions of life and others wanders of life.

You have to choose your path.You have to decide what you wish to do.You are the only person that can determine your destiny.

Each day is filled with beautiful splendid.

When it comes to developing a worldview, we tend to face this false division: Either you are a realist who says the world is terrible, or a naïve optimist who says the world is wonderful and turns a blind eye. [Jack] Gilbert takes this middle way, and I think it__ a far better way: he says the world is terrible and wonderful, and your obligation is to joy. . . . A real, mature, sincere joy__ot a cheaply earned, ignorant joy. He__ not talking about building a fortress of pleasure against the assault of the world. He__ talking about the miraculousness of moments of wonder and how it seems to be worth it, after all.

You cannot afford to gamble your youth only for fun.

A joyful life,reaching out to people from all walks of life.

You are a gift, so open yourself everyday to see the beauty with love, wonder and feel the joy.

Whether we are at Cafe Gratitude or Carl__ Jr, whether we are in a cathedral or in a nightclub, whether we are inside of a mosque or on the metro, every single moment is a sacred moment. A moment far too important for us to miss. When we miss the people and the experiences and the feelings of our lives, we miss God. We don__ get to know the joy of seeing God show up in the world. More profoundly, we don__ get to participate in the wonder of God showing up in the world.

This is a feeling that you had, Quentin,' she said. 'Once, a very long time ago. A rare one. This is how you felt when you were eight years old, and you opened one of the Fillory books for the first time, and you felt awe and joy and hope and longing all at once. You felt them very strongly, Quentin. You dreamed of Fillory then, with a power and an innocence that not many ever experience. That's where all this began for you. You wanted the world to be better than it was.

Amidst the dim & desolate backdrop that was my world, a seed of hope bloomed into a garden of joyous wonder.

Ocean people are different from land people. The ocean never stops saying and asking into ears, which don__ sleep like eyes. Those who live by the sea examine the driftwood and glass balls that float from foreign ships. They let scores of invisible imps loose out of found bottles. In a scoop of salt water, they revive the dead blobs that have been beached in storms and tides: fins, whiskers, and gills unfold; mouths, eyes, and colors bloom and spread. Sometimes ocean people are given to understand the newness and oldness of the world; then all morning they try to keep that boundless joy like a little sun inside their chests. The ocean also makes its people know immensity.

If you celebrate your differentness, the world will, too. It believes exactly what you tell it__hrough the words you use to describe yourself, the actions you take to care for yourself, and the choices you make to express yourself. Tell the world you are one-of-a-kind creation who came here to experience wonder and spread joy. Expect to be accommodated.

words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.