I am a collector of words

Words feed me, free me, comfort, uplift and heal me. I've been saving my favorites in books, handwritten over the years and thought that perhaps in sharing them, not only am I preserving them for myself, but perhaps others may also find healing in them as I have.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Awareness

"The man of awareness lives in the world like a bee.   He never mars the beauty of this world, he never destroys the perfume of this world.   He lives silently, moves silently.  He asks only as much as is needed.   His life is simple, it is not complex.   He does not gather for tomorrow.  The bee never gathers for tomorrow; today is enough unto itself."   Buddha

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