Spiritual life is like a moving sidewalk. Whether you go with it or spend your whole life running against it, you're still going to be taken along. — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
When one is perfectly still-mind and body, silent and alone-there is no personality to speak of, thus personality is one's unique way of expression,… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
The truest communication with God is absolute, total silence; there is not a single word in existence that can convey this communication. — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
This search for perfection - which is a search for divinity - is nothing more than the failure to accept our existence the way… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
This journey then, is nothing more, yet nothing less than a period of acclimating to a new way of seeing, a time of transition… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
It is one step, and a giant one, to see clearly and participate in the love that flows between the persons of the Trinity,… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
It is far more than the discovery of life without a self. The immediate, inevitable result is an emergence into a new dimension of… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
The assumption that the egoless condition, or union of self and God, is man's final goal and ultimate destiny is a great mistake. My… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
But coming home that day, walking downhill with a panorama of valley and hills before me, I turned my gaze inward, and what I… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
The onset of this second movement is characterized by the falling away of self and coming upon "that" which remains when it is gone.… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
Spiritual life is like a moving sidewalk. Whether you go with it or spend your whole life running against it, you're still going to… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
...a point is reached where the self is so completely aligned with the still-point that it can no longer be moved, even in its… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
When there is no longer a cyclone, there is no longer an eye. So the storms, crises and sufferings of life are a way… — Bernadette Roberts Copy Share Image
