Quote by Morihei Ueshiba
The art of Peace I practice has room for each of the worlds eight

The art of Peace I practice has room for each of the worlds eight million gods, and I cooperate with them all. The God of Peace is very great and enjoins all that is divine and enlightened in every land. – Morihei Ueshiba

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Your heart is full of fertile seeds, waiting to sprout. Just as a lotus flower springs from the mire to bloom splendidly, the interaction of the cosmic breath causes the flower of the spirit to bloom and bear fruit in this world. – Morihei Ueshiba

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All the principles of heaven and earth are living inside you. Life itself is truth, and this will never change. Everything in heaven and earth breathes. Breath is the thread that ties creation together. – Morihei Ueshiba

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When life is victorious, there is birth when it is thwarted, there is death. A warrior is always engaged in a life-and-death struggle for Peace. – Morihei Ueshiba

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