He returned from these sojourns refreshed, whether "nowhere" meant practising stillness
at home, visiting a monastery or claiming the hours of a long flight for no agenda at all.
Always a photographer's favourite reflecting the stillness
and mood of the day.
Each element of her work--its form, finish and subject expressed--illustrates a paradox of stillness
Beauty's only wisdom is an awareness that stillness
, its own
First Release Under New Agreement, Stillness
In Motion - Vai Live in L.
But, you know, behind the stillness
there's this electric energy.
Masdar recalls Jane Jacobs' description, in The Death and Life of Great American Cities, of a commercial district that falls into a "deathlike stillness
This turbulence is then allayed into poems of stillness
wherein the effects of prior commotion are realized.
is highly recommended, especially to help soothe fussy sleepers.
Alam's body of work is about the balance between stillness
The Power of Peace in You: A Revolutionary Tool for Hope, Healing and Happiness in the 21st Century includes stillness
session meditation and music on an accompanying CD as it discusses ancient wisdom and healing traditions with resources applicable to all ages and ethnic groups.
A veranda, thatched roof, an angan, a charpoy, rocking chair , the forest before and stillness
It is not a case of taking a break, but rather that politicians, like other people, get very little stillness
in their lives.
thousands more In contract, Col Price's picture of a buoy is the very essence of stillness
SILENCE AND STILLNESS
WALKED the banks of a river I knew as a child, In places of industry there were weeds growing wild Where once was a slipway, that door to the Tyne, Was now silence and stillness
of the dole-maker's design It is hard to believe that those skills handed down In the deep pool of the jobless as a backwater to drown No longer the staccato rap of the river driven in Like the welders dark sky flash, now consigned to the bin That dinner time hoots that called men to eat Played hours later to the sound of exiting feet A skyline once filled with the movement of cranes Now completely removed not even rusting remains Perhaps old men now stand with tears in the eye And ponder the questions "how?