Best 12 quotes of Gabriel Brunsdon on MyQuotes

Cancer is the weed of the Garden

For all beings within this universal kingdom, their magnetic north rests in genuine mirth.

Independence' is a magic word, because nowhere in the Cosmos does it actually exist.

It is often thought that spirits in the after-world do not breathe as we might do - and that in being dead, one does not require inhaling and exhaling anything. Well, they do exchange ethers, and the body of a soul does in fact breathe, and talk and sing - though not with oxygen, but a rarefied vitality. And just as a newborn, the very first impulse that comes when one crosses over to the other side, past the veils of death, is to inhale deeply - and then relax.

May Wisdom’s light bespoke my mind, May Grace’s charity provoke my care; May Heaven’s bounty sustain my soul; May Godly Reason make calm myself.”
 Prayer of St Francis - Azlander/Second Chances

Men are tested and tried amongst deceptions radically and they are winning for themselves abilities to give, to deliberate, to stand fast, to choose well, to discriminate.” “They are far from the 'automata' of the Universe some think them to be. They dance the starry path and are sharpening their knowledge with every orbit of each positive thought travelled.

Symbology and ritual, at best, can only mimic the Truth ... and cannot, and never has had, any mastery over the manifestations of Divinity.

The science of the spirit and its relationship to the body in which it indwells is a complex conundrum. Life is not what it appears to be. Life is wholesome, and this unison of synergistic amalgamations persuade the common view that one thing is the other. But one thing is many things - at the one time - and this simple truth goes to the essence of all life with its manifold complexities.

The strange thing about magic is how easily one can feel familiar with it. Much like a dream, its message can infill the senses of the soul and persuade the consciousness in a way that is undeniable. As intoxicating as the musk of romance and as enlightening as the whispers of hidden wisdom, magic can take you back into the very realm of your childhood ... and leave you there.

The thoughts of Man build future worlds, whilst the emotions of the Fey build up this, our Natural World.

True passion motivates the life forces and brings forth all things good. ... desire is the poor cousin to passion, ever hungry and with no real result.

When the demons of criticism have fled the thoughts, the Angels of beauty preside - oh cheerful sweet world exorcised!