اقتباسات من كتب richard bach فاطمه محمدي
Richard Bach , فاطمه محمدی
غير متوفر وصف له.
Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding. Find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.
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You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way".
We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill.
He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all
Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip," Jonathan would say, other times, "is nothing more than your thought itself, in a form you can see. Break the chains of your thought, and you break the chains of your body, too.
Heaven is not a place, and it is not a time. Heaven is being perfect. -And that isn't flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn't have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.
Heaven is not a place, and it's not a time. Heaven is being perfect.
Do you have any idea how many lives we must have gone through before we even got the first idea that there is more to life than eating, or fighting, or power in the Flock? A thousand lives, Jon, ten thousand!
Instead of our drab slogging forth and back to the fishing boats, there's reason to live!
We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill. We can learn to be free! we can learn to fly!
He spoke of very simple things- that it is right for a gull to fly, that freedom is the very nature of his being, that whatever stands against that freedom must be set aside, be it ritual or superstition or limitation in any form.
"Set aside," came a voice from the multitude, "even if it be the Law of the Flock?"
"The only true law is that which leads to freedom," Jonathan said. "There is no other.
چرا دشوارترین کار در جهان این است که پرنده ای را متقاعد کنی، آزاد است؟
Most gulls don't bother to learn more than the simplest facts of flight - how to get from shore to food and back again
For most gulls it was not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight.
Why, Jon, why?" his mother asked. "Why is it so hard to be like the rest of the flock, Jon? Why can't you leave low flying to the pelicans, the alhatross? Why don't you eat? Son, you're bone and feathers!" "I don't mind being bone and feathers mom. I just want to know what I can do in the air and what I can't, that's all. I just want to know.
Heaven is not a place, and it is not a time. Heaven is being perfect.
Sully,for shame!" Jonathan said in reproach, " and don't be foolish! What are we trying to practice everyday? If our friendship depends on things like space and time, we've destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don't you think that we might see each other once or twice?
Le paradis, c'est simplement d'être soi-même parfait.
Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you’ll see the way to fly.
His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see.
The only difference, the very only one, is that they have begun to understand what they really are and have begun to practice it.
