Rhythm is one of the most powerful of pleasures, and when we feel a pleasurable rhythm we hope it will continue. When it does, it grows sweeter. When it becomes reliable, we are in a kind of body-heaven.
A prevailing sense of rhythm is necessary, but some variation enhances the very strength of the pattern. Variation wakes us up with its touch of difference, just as a cadence of drums in a marching band keeps two things going at the same time: a strict and regular beat and a few contrapuntal accents, flourishes, and even silences.
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.
Action and reaction, ebb and flow, trial and error, change – this is the rhythm of living.
Everything has rhythm. Everything dances.
Rhythm is the basis of life, not steady forward progress. The forces of creation, destruction, and preservation have a whirling, dynamic interaction.
If you live the life you love, you will receive shelter and blessings. Sometimes the great famine of blessings in and around us derives from the fact that we are not living the life we love; rather, we are living the life that is expected of us. We have fallen out of rhythm with the secret signature and light of our own nature.
Our biological rhythms are the symphony of the cosmos, music embedded deep within us to which we dance, even when we can’t name the tune.
All the people tonight, put your hands in the sky. Come on boy, come and get in the rhythm, music will take you high. What I’m feeling about you, I love you, don’t know why. Everybody come on and get in the rhythm, music will take you high.