“Hungry for beautiful words, the fox comes rooting around in the hedge, almost too close to the fire. He reads my mind with one glance and is gone. All my poetry is now trotting around the bushes inside him, maybe… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“Can we be grateful for music, silence, kind words, beautiful words, art, blank canvasses, space, night, sun, rain, amazing plants, animals..” — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“I honour the clarity of the present moment, and the stillness at the centre of being (mine & others), even in the midst of… — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“from CHAOS? Trust the imagination - lines and shapes revealed - space and light instead of blackness. Silence being tentative, tender life of universe.” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“be the calm eye of the storm where nothing phases you, focus on your centre to remain balanced, let your life flow like a… — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“We attract what we're meant to because we're aware & self-empowered enough to choose most of the time. Other times we have lessons to learn” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“like sunlight under their skins, they want to be loved" from the poem STAY in RidingTheEscalator” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“Thou shalt wear trousers, but they shall fall half down to teach humility over arrogance.” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“ART The world is full of confusion and contradiction. We cannot expect to do anything that is absolutely right. We can only measure rightness… — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“Love is stronger than both fear and hope - if you can love the natural beauty around you, the amazing gifts and skills we… — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“The soul accepts the mystery within and all around, immersing itself in it, celebrating it.” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“ego promenades, flounces, pushes in unwanted places, trips, stands on others, whereas a sense of destiny grounds - you just do what you do” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“All in tune with love and the slow world moving" from the poem - STAY from the book - RidingTheEscalator” — Jay Woodman Copy Share
“When you truly sing, you sing yourself free. When you truly dance, you dance yourself free. When you walk in the mountains or swim… — Jay Woodman Copy Share
