“I am copacetic with leaning on the sacred, but I need to make sure all the mundane bases are covered before we break out the crystals and incense for a good chant.”
Source: Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft
“You meet not so much to sing as to pray, or, better yet, to pray in and through your song. Gregorian chant is for you a privileged form of prayer. You are drawn to it because you perceive the link between music and the sacred, between beauty and truth.”
Source: Entretiens sur la spiritualité du chant grégorien
“Through our chanting we merge our personal consciousness momentarily with the infinite consciousness that is our origin and our destiny. It is the drop of water finding its way back into the ocean from which it came.”
Source: The Chanter's Guide: Sacred Chanting As a Shamanic Practice
“No need to chant from mouth and your ear listen. Chant from mind and your every part of body listen.”
“What is the lowest form of life in this world? Is it theft, cunningness, or falsehood? There is no state that is lower than the yearning to be worshipped by people. The desire to be worshipped while being unworthy of worship is very wrong indeed.”
Source: Simple & Effective Science for Self Realization
“In beauty may I walk,
All day may I walk,
Beauty before me, with it I wander,
Beauty behind me, with it I wander,
Beauty beloe me, with it I wander,
Beauty above me, with it I wander
On the beautiful trail I am,
With it I wander.”
Source: Poltergeist
“Don’t just chant, believe; I am Brahma, You are Brahma, All are Brahma.”
Source: Smiling Brahma
“It was what the gleeman had called Plain Chant, those nights beside the fire on the ride north. Stories, he said, were told in three voices, High Chant, Plain Chant, and Common, which meant simply telling it the way you might tell your neighbor about your crop. Thom told stories in Common, but he did not bother to hide his contempt for the voice.”
Source: The Eye of the World
“She stills all storms-
Her eyes kill our enemies,
And torment the unbelievers.
From the spires of Tuono
Where dawnlight strikes
And clear water runs,
You see her shadow.
In the shining summer heat
She serves us bread and milk-
Cool, fragrant with spices.
Her eyes melt our enemies,
Torment our oppressors
And pierce all mysteries.
She is Alia. . . Alia. . . Alia. . .”
Source: Dune Messiah
“Goodness lies ahead; hold fast to hope, and let your heart be steady.”
Source: The Light in the Heart