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To not advance is to retreat.
Wipe away the tears, cleanse your throat so you may speak and hear, restore the heart to its right place, remove the clouds from the sun in the sky.
Regress towards progress - Dr Wannamaker
Rest, rest at the heart's core ... till joy shall overtake.
R-o-l-a-i-d-s: How do you spell relief? [10w]
J-a-c-k-i-n-go-f-f.
The moving hand once having writ moves on. Nor all thy piety nor wit can lure it back to cancel half a line.
Unbalance so as to re-balance.
Repose is the secret of all contemplation and meditation, the secret of getting in tune with that aspect of life which is the essence of all things. When one is not accustomed to take repose, one does not know what is behind one's being.
Submerge, bitch.
Shrink, shrink variation, to reduce the loss.
spring From this
Rectitude is a perpetual victory, celebrated not by cries of joy but by serenity, which is joy fixed or habitual.
Sometimes, as in a game of chess, we must strategically regress so that we might progress toward our ultimate objective.
Rebuke
Obstinate regression
bringing untold paths
of deep dark foreboding
depression...
Die, but do not retreat.
Wisely reconsidered and let the hand
The storm which blew me out of my past eased off.
Go nowhere on a horse that fades.
Let the weary at length possess quiet rest.
Things go away to return, brightened for the passage
In stillness the muddied water returns to clarity.
Be as the still mountain; Move like the great river.
It is fading away.
The region of the mysterious is rapidly shrinking.
Retreat, hell! We're not retreating, we're just advancing in a different direction.
COMMIT. PURGE. REPLENISH.
Dimly
at first wary that it was merely a dislodged fragment of the dream
she remembered Resurgam. And then, slowly, events returned, not as a tidal wave, or even as as landslide, but as a slow, squelching slippage: a disembowelment of the past.
Empty yourself of everything.
Let the mind become still.
The ten thousand things rise and fall while the Self watches their return.
They grow and flourish and then return to the source.
Returning to the source is stillness, which is the way of nature.
In your winter you deny your spring,
Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent.
I vanish westward
into smoke.
Repent soul, Revive spirit.
To relax is not to collapse, but simply to undo tension.
Spur not an unbroken horse; put not your plowshare too deep into new land.
Die happily and look forward to taking up a new and better form. Like the sun, only when you set in the west can you rise in the east.
With the magnificence of eternity before us, let time, with all its fluctuations, dwindle into its own littleness.
Transgress. In a word, be other than yourself in turning into your love-soaked opposite.
Retire to the center of your being, which is calmness.
A little water clears us of this deed.
Withdraw to the untroubled quietude deep within the soul, and refresh yourself.
So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Whenever God restores something, He restores it to a place greater than it was before.
Shrinking looked they like those who wade through a stream in winter;
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget...
Swiftly falling Like water running We are again at peace.
But enough is enough. One turns at last even from glory itself with a sigh of relief. From the depths of mystery, and even from the heights of splendor, we bounce back and hurry for the latitudes of home.
Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!I am so weary of toil and of tears,-Toil without recompense, tears all in vain!Take them, and give me my childhood again!
I no longer desire anything but to be Thine.
Now the stream of our common consciousness seems to be obliterating its own banks, losing its central direction and purpose, flooding the lowlands, disconnecting and isolating the highlands and to no particular purpose other than the wasteful fulfillment of its own internal momentum
To de-escalate a potential conflict, one method is to take a step backwards.
People make you retract spoken words but they do not understand [know] that speech is a record, so how can anyone retract it?
Take refuge in your senses, open up to all the small miracles you rushed through. Become inclined to watch the way of rain when it falls slow and free ... Draw alongside the silence of stone until its calmness can claim you.
To stand still is to regress.
What falls away is always. And is near.
There is a chill where warmth moved out.
That which shrinks must first expand.
A single breaker may recede; but the tide is evidently coming in.
Lean forward, and head on down the mountain.
Let my skin and sinews and bones dry up, together with all the flesh and blood of my body! I welcome it! But I will not move from this spot until I have attained the supreme and final wisdom.
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back;
Take heede of still waters, the quick passe away.
What's the opposite of suck? Un-suck?
Many a soul will turn back to accustomed marshlands of defeat rather than brave the fogs of frustration; but the mountain peaks rise high above the rain and gloom.
Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure.
Let not sleep fall upon thy eyes till thou has thrice reviewed the transactions of the past day. Where have I turned aside from rectitude? What have I been doing? What have I left undone, which I ought to have done?
I shall allow my mind to fade into space.
The classic decision is always the same, whether to retreat or go on. There comes a time when it is easier to continue upward, when the summit, in fact, is the only way out. At such a moment one must still have strength.
Fill your lungs. Beat your heart.
Cultivate the art of renunciation.
The forest has shrunk
And fear has expanded,
The forests have dwindled,
There are less animals now,
less courage and less lightning,
less beauty
and the moon lies bare,
deflowered by force and
then abandoned.
Let go of the past. Let go of the future. Let go of the present. Proceed to the opposite shore with a free mind, leaving behind all conditioned things.
Turning hurriedly away from the dead longpaw,
Take a step, breathe in the world, give it out again in story, poem, song, art.
I am carried off. We yield to this slow flood ... In and out, we are swept; ... we can not step outside its sinuous, its hesitating, its abrupt, its perfectly encircling walls.
Restored in you, to be renewed in you, to receive from you
Rise and rise again until lambs become lions
and cut all sources of retreat. Only by so doing can one
that's crumbling back into
Who does not grow, declines.
Let him who has once perceived how much that, which has been discarded, excels that which he has longed for, return at once, and seek again that which he despised.
I am better able to retract what I did not say than what I did.
Cease from practice based on intellectual understanding, pursuing words, and following after speech.
When one practices discipline and moves from the beginner's territory to immovable wisdom, one makes a return and falls back to the level of the beginner.
O timid one, awaken, exert yourself, draw back the curtains your training and background have hung over the windows of your soul.
Retreat might give us a moment of respite but years of repentance at our weakness would, I believe, follow.
Read to rediscover.
Shift your awareness.
The distance between you and me disappears with us.
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.
Never shrink from making a difference.
Again and again, counteract the agitation and turbulence of the mind by relaxing more deeply, not by contracting the body or mind.
Allow yourself to let go, surrender, and breathe in the beautiful world that is waiting for you just outside of your comfort zone.
True repentence is to depart from evil. A return to God, seeking his grace for power to obey him.
Curving back within myself I create again and again.
Kill the snake of doubt in your soul, crush the worms of fear in your heart and mountains will move out of your way.
I let go of all negativity that rests in my body and mind
Let movement go on, and the condition of rest will gradually arise.
I shall refract myself, yes, I shall no longer be known as the prism.
Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise.