“I am living two distinctly different lives. One is in my head and heart consisting of my deepest love, truth, insecurities and fears. The other is the one I see in the material.”
“The lack of words allows the heart to sing.”
Source: Elle
“In solitude, I learnt, my Heart has wings,
Caged, held hostage by unvarying routine,
Locked with treasure chest of my dreams,
In this break, song of freedom it sings.
Cage is broken, the chest now opens,
The Heart has taken a giant leap,
Carrying my dreams on its wings,
Flies, flies, n it flies, the sky beckons.
So strange are the ways of Thee,
Didn't hear, when heart was with me,
Now that it's flying, it's song so clear,
Closed eyes, I follow, Pied Piper for me!”
“بھلا اس دنیا میں کسی کا محبوب بننے سے بھی بڑا کوئی درجہ ہوسکتا ہے؟ عاشق تو لاکھ مل جائیں گے۔۔۔ پر محبوب کے درجے پر شاذونادر ہی کوئی فائز ہوتا ہے۔”
Source: Parizaad / پری زاد
“Only love forgives—
It soothes the heart of anger
Like soft falling rain.”
Source: Where Written Words Remain: Route to My Soul
“God, Truth, Love, cannot be known by the intellect but by a mind which is empty and a heart which is full of love.”
Source: Unveiling our True Reality: with the Wisdom of the Awakened Masters
“Romance wasn't in chocolate, it was in the gasp of breath as we came up for air. It was in the way he cradled my face, the way I traced my finger over the crescent-shaped birthmark on his collarbone. It was in the way he muttered how beautiful I was, the way it made my heart soar. It was in the way I wanted to know everything about him - his favorite songs, finally guess his favorite color.”
Source: The Seven Year Slip
“And we laughed, and charted each other's bodies down to our cores, maps of places that were familiar and yet new, and the night was good, and my heart was full and I was happy, so happy, to fall in love on a night like this, where I felt like I had finally caught the moon, and more.”
Source: The Seven Year Slip
“A friend told me the story of visiting a Tibetan doctor who specialized in pulses. The doctor asked him a few perfunctory questions and then checked his pulse. "You've gone through a terrible breakup," the doctor said. "Your life isn't going to be the same again." The Tibetan doctor was right: something about the pulse -- its rapidity or dullness -- had provided a clue about the longing and belonging. My friend's breakup, and life, had forever been uprooted.”
Source: The Song of the Cell: An Exploration of Medicine and the New Human
“I stood at the crossroads with
no idea where I was going
and no sense of what was next.
But for the first time in my life
I felt exactly where I needed to be.
Behind me lay the remnants of a life too small
for the vastness stirring within.
My only guide
the beating of my own heart.”
Source: When Life Begins to Whisper: A Journey Beyond Answers