rebirth

Shout out to everyone transcendinga mindset, mentality, desire, belief,emotion, habit, behavior or vibration,that no longer serves them.

Your body is made of two things: your will to do, your ego, and the physical form you have received from the prakriti, the nature. If the will to do is present within you, then the nature will go on providing you with an appropriate body. This is how you have been born again and again. Sometimes you were an animal, sometimes a bird, a tree some other time, and sometimes a man. Whatsoever you wished to achieve, it has happened. Your desire to achieve becomes the actuality; thoughts become real things. So beware when you desire, because all desires are fulfilled _ sooner or later.If you are of the habit of watching the birds fly in the sky and wonder, __ow free the birds are, I wish I were a bird._ it will not be long before you become a bird. You see dogs mating, and if that moment a thought arises in you, __hat freedom! What happiness!_ _ soon you will become a dog. Whatever desire you keep within you, it becomes a seed.

I learned that the day "The Viper's Drag" slipped from between my fingers. But whatever might be lost or broken or forgotten is nothing compared to the miraculous rebirth that occurs every time the needle hits the groove. Here is Fats Waller Himself, not dead but present, so present that he overwhelms the well-ordered precincts of the living room. The sound sprawls. What vibrates here has more life than any room.

He felt his heart was going to explode, his body burned while his mind tried to reconstitute the ashes of who he once had been.

Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new_

With my ninth mind I resurrect my firstand dance slow to the music of my soul made new.

Repent heart, rebirth of spirit.

In fact, since the accident, Mom doesn't love anyone. She is marble. Beautiful. Frigid. Easily stained by her family. What's left of us anyway. We are corpses.At first, we sought rebirth. But resurrection devoid of her love has made us zombies. We get up every morning, skip breakfast, hurry off to work or school. For in those other places, we are more at home.And sometimes we stagger beneath the weight of grief, the immensity of aloneness.

This rose of pearl-coated infinity transformsthe diseased slums of a broken heartinto a palace made of psalms and gold.

Thank God forgiven me of my many sins.

Whatever can be threatened, whatever can be shaken, whatever you fear cannot stand, is destined to crash. Do not go down with the ship. Let that which is destined to become the past slip away. Believe that the real you is that which beckons from the future. If it is a sadder you, it will be a wiser one. And dawn will follow the darkness sooner or later. Rebirth can never come without death.

Trust opens the door that pain had sealed shut.

How do you plan a rebirth? I'm not sure you do. You just stand in the darkness until you can't endure it any long, and then you move forward until you're standing in the light.

Her rebirth stood in her mind with the clarity of a perfect diamond, the light scattering the rainbows through her body.

After many paths and many years, perhaps many lifetimes, we become aware of the sacredness of our suffering.

Every day were reborn.

Every day we are reborn.

Old words are reborn with new faces.