Meditations Novel Quotes Novels & Stories

"Something very weird has happened here. I used to be a very jealous man. I used to blame Marilynn whenever some man paid attention to her. Before we got married we broke up twice over incidents where men hit on her at parties. Now we are here with all of you and well, I, I'm not jealous. I know Marilynn loves me, and I know she loves each of you too. And I love each of you too." "My experience with meditation has always been subtle. I have often wondered after a meditation if I really meditated." Marilynn said, looking from person to person around the circle. "Yet when we left the van and started walking into this grove I knew this would be different. When we walked I felt like we were beco

I put on a robe and pick up a book at random before going out to the backyard patio. As I stand outside looking at the gray sky, I wonder what is in store for me. Light abounds, yet I can see nothing except the darkness. The fresh air soothes me. I’ve always liked rainy and windy weather. I open the book and read aloud the quote on the first page. “Stay on the edge of the abyss, survey the scene for longer than is tolerable, understand the precise contours of your feelings, the exact distance of their depth, the way the ground pushes against the bottom of your feet. Live!”

She said and she watched him open his eyes before gesturing for her to come forward. She sat before him with her legs crossed. “Meditation is important because it helps to clear our mind and open our hearts. Did I ever tell you that it was in this field while I was meditating that I met your mother”. He said to her and she shook her head at him.

I can call people, take pictures . She broke down in tears. Arya sprang to his feet and stood behind her, placing his comforting hands on her shoulder. She tried to remember quotes from the Bhagvad Gita. One quote in particular “Whatever happens, happens for the good,” had always helped her calm down. Today, the lines felt hollow and meaningless. ‘I am terribly sorry to put you through this madam,’ said the inspector apologetically, ‘but, I’ve got to know the facts.’

Being unfamiliar with meditation she had no idea what to expect but she certainly hadn’t expected a vision of this nature and the possibility of this vision being a message of some sort. “’Tis not uncommon to receive messages that we cannot decipher right way when we go into meditation,” Maggie explained. Tara giggled, “The woman with my double spoke like you.” “Did she now?” Maggie smiled. Maggie stayed for a late morning tea and shared some of the area gossip. Tara wasn’t in a hurry for her to leave. She found the old woman unique and charming. When she finally did depart Tara wandered back into the parlor and stretched out on the sofa. She wasn’t accustomed to napping but the excitement

My mind was consumed by the mystery of his presence in my imagination. Unable to find rest, I decided to browse on my phone until fatigue overcame me. While scrolling, a quote captured my attention: “You can live your whole life not realizing that what you’re looking for is right in front of you.” I couldn't look away from the screen as I absorbed those words. It felt as if the moon goddess herself was speaking directly to me through this simple message. Suddenly, everything seemed to fall into place, and I sensed that I had found answers to my innermost questions.

She says. " My happy place." I says. " Exactly." She says. We were sitting in that field for hours trying to meditate and when I finally got home Noah was sitting at the table doing his homework and I started making dinner. " How did it go?" He asked. " It was exhausting. I feel like I just want to go to sleep." I say. " Are you serious?" He asked. " Yeah. She needs me to meditate. To clear my mind and meditate to try and bring forth the fire that's inside me." I say.

Is unknown. It's like a dream to know where we go. In space, no one follows our way. To quit is not the path. To quit is not the way. I am hurt. You are too in pain. All tattered, shattered since ages on earth. But the mind now thinks and says, what a fuss? Pain dwells within. In search of peace. Forced meditation. Does it even help? The pain begins anew after each meditative step. I am not healed. I am not with self one when the world is against me.

Instead, he outlined a series of practical steps: "First," he said, his voice dropping to a low hum, "we need to quiet the storm within. Meditation can help. Find a quiet corner each day, close your eyes, and focus on your breath. Imagine yourself like a still lake, emotions just ripples on the surface. With practice, the whispers of your intuition will become clearer." A flicker of hope ignited within me. Meditation wasn't some ancient ritual, it was something I could do.

Somehow. I posted the quote that night. Not on social media—I'd learned to keep some things private. But on the final page of my new novel, the one I hadn't finished yet. A dedication to everyone who had ever been hurt. For the ones who forgave. For the ones who are still trying. For the ones who need to know that the prisoner was always you. You are free. I closed the laptop and turned off the light. Outside, the city slept. Inside, I was awake—not with fear or regret, but with something softer. Peace.