Meri Walker's Wisdom Page

Action is the anidote to despair.

The animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with extension of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren; they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

Sometimes the only way you can take a really good look at yourself is through someone else's eyes.

The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.

Wisdom is the abstract of the past, but beauty is the promise of the future.

It takes solitude, under the stars, for us to be reminded of our eternal origin and our far destiny.

I have decided to love. If you are seeking the highest good, I think you can find it through love. And the beautiful thing is that we are moving against wrong when we do it, because John was right, God is love. He who hates does not know God, but he who has love has the key that unlocks the door to the meaning of ultimate reality.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

We spend January 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives… not looking for flaws, but for potential.