This wasn’t prayer anyway, it was just argument with the gods. Prayer, he suspected as he hoisted himself up and turned for the door, was putting one foot in front of the other. Moving all the same.
His outflung hands traced over the threads of his rug, passed loop by loop through some patient woman’s hands. Or maybe she hadn’t been patient. Maybe she’d been tired, or irritated, or distracted, or hungry, or angry. Maybe she had been dying. But her hands had kept moving, all the same.
I knew that I wanted to pursue acting as a profession during my sophomore year of college. One of my Professors (Karen Deacons-Brock) at N.C Central University assigned me to perform a one woman show for my final project and it was then, along with her encouragement, that it was time for me to move to NY in pursuit of a professional acting career.
As the Quakers say, "When you pray, move your feet."
Dare to conceive of greater things for yourself. Dare to see yourself as strong, confident, successful, and possessed of the patience and stability to keep on moving in the direction of your dreams. <br>"Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream you shall become. <br>Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be. <br>Your idea is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil."
The whole of God is present at every point in space at the same time. Take time to meditate on this great idea. In other words, God doesn’t come and go. God doesn’t capriciously move substance from God’s supply "up there" to fill your needs "down here." Nor does God answer prayer in some kind of coming forth. God is always present, totally present – as a Presence.
The conventional wisdom in our business is that you have to grow and keep moving to survive. We never grew, always stayed tiny, and it serves us very well over the years, allowing us to pick and choose projects, and keeping our financial independence from our clients. We actually have a rather good track record, because we do select projects carefully. Most of our ideas don’t eat dust but glimpse the light of day because we find it much more helpful to spend some serious time and effort before we start working on a project, rather than suffer through it afterwards.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over the harbor <br> and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Poetry is a section of river-fog and moving boat-lights, delivered between bridges and whistles, so one says, ‘Oh!’ and another, ‘How?’
When I teach a new group of students, I introduce some yoga philosophy, but I don’t overload them with information. Just enough so they understand the real tradition behind this ancient practice and that it’s not a stretching class. Guys come in and they’re a little nervous. I tell them that when they cross the threshold of the door, they’re crossing to a different dimension. They’re moving from an externally-oriented reality to an internally-oriented one.
On My First Driving Lesson “First things first: A car has five gears. What is that smell?…Okay, first thing before that first thing: Farting in a car that’s not moving makes you an asshole.
It is one of the glories of America that we move to higher levels of awareness.
For my part I have sought liberty more than power, and power only because it can lead to freedom. What interested me was not a philosophy of the free man (all who try that have proved tiresome), but a technique: I hoped to discover the hinge where our will meets and moves with destiny, and where discipline strengthens, instead of restraining, our nature.
Turns out, people’s brains are not nearly as powerful a motivator as our hearts. Facts, data, and economic models don’t move people to courageous action the way that powerful stories can.
I want to move people the way Edith Piaf did.
Loving you forever can’t be wrong. Even though you’re not here, can’t move on
I’ve making videos since I was seventeen I was originally discollecting vintage hmmm… footages from different archives and setting moving pictures to classical music clips that meant a lot to me. Maybe there were places I have been where nice things have happened. I had a vision of making my life a work of art and I was looking for people who also felt that way.
My biggest dream is that my words will inspire heart, hope and personal responsibility in people around the globe long after my feet in these shoes aren’t walking the planet.
I will dance a little. I will move with the wind. I will give my body to my love and celebrate that we have substance beyond the idea of ourselves. We can move. We can touch. This is my physical exclamation point. This is how I can awaken my mind to the possibilities in the day.
I will move with the wind.
We listen. We listen. We move. We sit. It rains. The sun comes out. (there stands a friend) We listen. We laugh. We share. We sit. We dance. It rains. There stands a friend. We listen. We share. We sit. We dance. The sun comes up. There. I stand, a friend.
Remember the movements that don’t look like moving.
I don’t really think about anything too much. I live in the present. I move on. I don’t think about what happened yesterday. If I think too much, it kind of freaks me out.
I told Hugh Hefner, "I have this crazy boyfriend." And Hef was like, "You’re not going anywhere with a crazy boyfriend," and so he put me in a mansion in Bel-Air with an opera singing Chinese maid, and I was driving a Bentley, and a friend of mine came by and was like, "What is going on? Why are you living in this mansion?" And I was like, "Isn’t this what happens when people move to LA?
You know, once you give birth, once you have kids, you realize what’s important in life, and you realize it’s really not difficult to be a good person. And so when people aren’t good around me, I tend to move away from that. There are so many good people in the world, and you want to surround your children with that.
I was getting a little bored with my hair. It’s kind of a symbolic thing, just getting rid of the past, moving forward. It’s amazing what a reaction you get when you cut your hair.
Brooks too wide for our leaping, hedges far to high. Loads too heavy for our moving, burdens too cumbersome for us to bear. Distances far beyond our journeying. The horse gave us mastery.
Nothing so clearly and inevitably reveals the inner man than movement and gesture. It is quite possible, if one chooses, to conceal and dissimulate behind words or paintings or statues or other forms of human expression, but the moment you move you stand revealed, for good or ill, for what you are.
The more kilos you have to move around, the more it weighs on your knees. Then of course in terms of stamina, the way you move around, it’s a little extra. It might not be much, but when you exercise with two, three extra kilos, you can feel a difference; it’s important.
Globalization has genuinely drained power away from national politicians and people feel it. People in our fast digital age are also frustrated with the comparably slow democratic processes. Many young people – and some old people – want to know, Why does everything take so long? Why can’t someone just decide and then move forward?
Why not spend that time on art: painting, sculpting, charcoal, pastel, oils? Are words or numbers more important than images? Who decides this? Does algebra move you to tears? Can plural possessives express the feelings in your heart? If you don’t learn art now, you will never learn to breathe!
I swallowed the fear. It’s always there– fear– and if you don’t stay on top of it, you’ll drown. I swallowed again and stood tall, shoulders broad, arms loose. I was balanced, ready to move. My body said, “Yeah, you’re bigger and stronger, but if you touch this, I will hurt you.
Momma said that ghosts couldn’t move over water. That’s why Africans got trapped in the Americas.. They kept moving us over the water, stealing us away from our ghosts and ancestors, who cried salty rivers into the sand. That’s where Momma was now, wailing at the water’s edge, while her girls were pulled out of sight under white sails that cracked in the wind.
Parents’ work has shifted markedly around the world – and that goes for every region. Men in particular have been moving away from farmed-based work, and into industrial and post-industrial work – so they’ve moved away from the home. Women, likewise, have moved into the paid labor force and away from the home.