knowing

Missing HomeSometimes when we may experience a feeling of nostalgia, and a longing for our Home, it does not really mean that our Home is somewhere out there in the stars. It means that we start remembering our own divine Self. We miss, it and we want to be reconnected to what is truly ours. We always can, at any moment, turn to our hearts. When we raise the feeling of gratitude and appreciation for who we are, we know we are at Home.

To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

Grace will meet you in the valley, and her song will carry you home on the wind to another sky filled with ethereal beauty unfolding and love everlasting.

One has to abandon altogether the search for security, and reach out to the risk of living with both arms. One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing.

what you knowand don__ deny thatyou don__ knowand knowing thisyou knowwhat and whyyou don__ know.Right?

One could never know anything except through desire, real desire, which was not the same thing as greed or lust; a pure, painful and primitive desire, a longing for everything that was not in oneself, a torment of the flesh, that carried one beyond the limits of one's mind to other times and other places, and even, if one was lucky, to a place where there was no border between oneself and one's image in the mirror.

Without knowing failure how can we know success?

My confidence is in the idea that I may be wrong on this or that. No man in this life should ever have to bear the burden of perfection.

There is nothing more worthwhile than knowing that you know...

I don__ even pretend to believe I know everything; I just believe in arguments God told me I had a pretty good chance of winning, while I was traveling through hell.

Those of us who have overcome so many adversities from a very young age, are privileged to be able to communicate profound insights and advice to others, speaking from a place of genuine confidence and knowing.

I loved him.I couldn't pinpoint what made me so certain, but I knew it then, as surely as I knew my name or the color of the sky or any fact written in a book.Could he feel it, too?Maxon broke the kiss and looked at me. "You're so pretty when you are a mess."I laughed nervously. "Thank you. For that and for the rain and for not giving up."He ran his fingers along my cheek and nose and chin. "You're worth it. I don't think that you get that. You're worth it to me.

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.

So many believe that it is love that grows, but it is the knowing that grows and love simply expands to contain it.

Yes, this is what my senses alone have learned:__hings don__ have significance: they only have existence.Things are the only hidden meaning of things.

nothing would have meaning, because the knowing was itself the meaning; beyond that there was nothing to know.

Your total intelligence knows exactly what to do, because you were made to weather the storms of life.

Knowing another is endless...The thing to be known grows with the knowing.