We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.

We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. -Anais Nin.

Simple people ... are very quick to see the live facts which are going on about them.

Simple people ... are very quick to see the live facts which are going on about them.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from read more

Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always. -Willa Cather.

Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans read more

Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius.

Sometimes men are scared of me. You become a kind of an icon on television, and people are a little read more

Sometimes men are scared of me. You become a kind of an icon on television, and people are a little bit unsure, careful. It's funny.

He gives us the very quintessence of perception.

He gives us the very quintessence of perception.

We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God read more

We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God if he appeared within us. -Unknown.

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.