Mary Anne Radmacher Quotes

Find your way with the certain and gentle light of forgiveness.

Gardening is all about optimism.

My courage does not depend on the weather.

A holiday, the day I first named you, "friend."

In the quiet of this day may you know the greatness of your spirit and may your hopes fly on the wings of possibility.

I take every opportunity to articulate to others the ways that they have blessed and influenced me. I hold sweet memories of making the opportunity to thank teachers who have influenced me. I encourage everyone to seize opportunities to tell people who have made a gift of knowledge or influence.

Share your heart as deeply as you can reach.

Dare to dream of your great success.

A Single Generosity Enlarges the World.

Expressing gratitude seems like a cosmic invitation for all kinds of thankfulness and appreciation to pour in.

In choosing joy, the finish line dissolves into a different matter altogether.

Weariness comes, on some days, from lack of service to self.

Making promises to myself, in my personal writing practice, has been important to me all my life. In practical application it is so much easier for me to make promises to others, and keep them, than it is to make promises to myself. "Why is that?" and the answer I gave myself is that in making promises to others I create a model of accountability and reinforcement. I duplicate that in my writing and have grown increasingly better at making and keeping promises to myself.

Persevere. Plan. Strategize. Focus. Breathe. Write. Let go: relax. Forgive. All this failing: take a nap.

Celebration has many different outfits but she always wears the same beautiful dancing shoes.

Consider calling it a challenge rather than calling it a crisis.

Gardening is all about optimism. I put a seed in the ground. I consistently tend it, confident I will see the results, in time, of the nurture I have provided.

See stars in the changing season and dance among them, shining.

The challenge before us is to savor the unknown and delight in the taste of possibility.

I advocate speaking words of love with all the sincerity that can be mustered, as frequently as possible.

Just because it's true, I say as often as I can in as many ways as I can form, "I sure love you."

What if we just acted like everything was easy?

What are the proper grounds for joy? Is it circumstance which will determine the stature of my spirit? Ah, no. It is choice. It is always a choice - in the face of any event - for joy.

I think one of the finest gifts I can give my friends in the holiday season is to pause with a long enough quality to actually SEE them. My calm, unhurried presence communicates this gift of a message, "I see you. I recognize you. I remember our times of together and am contributing right now to another quality memory. I value you and honor and take the time, right this moment to pause long enough to truly notice you."

One bold inspiration choreographs a dance with promise.

I am the owner of my choices. I am the source for the perspectives I choose to hold regardless of how aware I am of why or how I come to possess that particular perspective. It takes courage to look into the mirror of our souls, absent excuses. I will look into that mirror little bits at a time. SEE and ACT. SEE what I can bear to see and ACT upon what I am able. This is the heart of a gentle invitation to personal responsibility.

Go ahead. Weep for the rare, the never seen this way again, the excruciating, ineffable, unmitigated beauty of love.

Work as smart as you are able.

It is (often) the quiet gesture which carries the most significance - the one which suddenly directs the symphony.

Do not allow obligation or immediacy to bind you to physical things or specific actions.

Protect your vision. Prevail over adversity. Persevere in the midst of turmoil. Passionately act upon your convictions. Purposely walk into the day.

In all my ways of seeing - may I use new glasses, a telescope and a microscope. And may I always allow myself to see a circumstance through the tender hearts of my friends.

I will move with the wind.

Manage the remarkable balance between acting from your heart and close to your gifts with completing the obligations that your labor and tasks require of you. Leverage opportunity AND seize joy.

This day I see that pretty much all my correspondences are love letters.

Today... maybe I can take one step on that profoundly complex path to peace.

I will reflect the finest qualities my friends offer me and remind them of all the promise I see in them.

I will dance a little. I will move with the wind. I will give my body to my love and celebrate that we have substance beyond the idea of ourselves. We can move. We can touch. This is my physical exclamation point. This is how I can awaken my mind to the possibilities in the day.

It takes discipline and compassion to awaken the divine in ourselves long enough to recognize the divine in another.

In your days - things like this happen to you... You get a tap, a nudge, a gentle shake, and life whispers to you, "I know you're tired - but I don't want you to miss this."

In all things and in all ways, choice impacts virtually every element of our life. It bears repeating that even those things which seem out of reach of our choice are governed by how we choose to perceive them.

Goes the song, "we change, we change." But the music is still mine.

Ask yourself to slow down.

Find your balance and stand with it. Find your song and sing it out. Find your cadence and let it appear like a dance. Find the questions that only you know how to ask and The answers that you are content to not know.

Just stop it. Seriously. Whatever it is. Just stop it. If only for an hour, a day, a week. Stop doing it long enough to get a glimpse of what the change would actually look like.

I appreciate the boldness of gratitude in the quiet, unspoken depths and its ability to buoy another by being articulated.

As you awaken, may your dreams greet you by name, and may you answer, "Yes!"

Listen to the compass of your heart. All you need lies within you.