“Without constraint, without any form of mental compulsion, the act of belief becomes the freest possible projection of what resides in our hearts. Like the poet's image of a church bell that reveals its latent music only when struck, or a dragonfly that flames forth its beauty only in flight, so does the content of a human heart lie buried until action calls it forth. The greatest act of self-revelation occurs when we choose what we will believe, in that space of freedom that exists between knowing that a thing is and knowing that a thing is not.” BelieveHumansHeartDoeSelfActionFormLyingBeliefChurchSpaceKnowingPoetFlightFlamesRevelationsBuriedBellsHuman HeartProjectionCompulsionConstraintsLatentDragonfliesSelf RevelationChurch Bells Author:Terryl L. Givens
“All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon the shore; the sea-birds soar and hover; the winds and clouds go forth upon their trackless flight; the white arms beckon, in the moonlight, to the invisible country far away.” CountryLyingNatureWhiteMysterySeaWindArmsBirdCloudsWaveInvisibleFlightDustShoreFar AwayRepetitionSoarMoonlightSea Birds Book:Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export Source: Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export