Are you going shopping for Christmas?

Are you supporting a cause that will help someone in need?

Will today be the day that you stop using drugs?

Will you be able to pay your bills?

Will you be kind to someone today?

Are you going to a Christmas Concert?

Are you going to say that you care about someone else?

Are you going to tell someone that you Love them today?

Are you going to give that old coat or blanket to someone who needs it?

Do you have the time to give to anyone?

What impression are you going to leave?

Is money your primary goal?

Is Christ in your Christmas?

Does your friends give you the time of the day?

Are you going to give somebody else hope today?

Do you love to give and share?

I am going to give you my wish! Have a Merry Christmas and God Bless!

Mona

From Roshini Arthur
Mon, Dec 7, 2009

My memories of you, Kitty Periama, begin from way back in my childhood, when the four of us – Mal, Suresh, Kam and I spent so many wonderful holidays with you at Dehradun. The seven of us children must have been a real handful to look after, but you made every second of our stay really exciting.

 I remember the way you trained us to say our prayers, read the Bible and do a good deed every day with the star system. You gave us sumptuous food , and with Ebbie Uncle took us for picnics to Dak Bungalow, trekking in the hills and to Mussoorie amongst other places.

I remember the lovely house on the hill with its cobblestone area in front, the lychee tree at the back and the fireside where we just missed seeing Santa’s backside every X’mas we were there. He always left us a lot of presents though!

I remember the rounders and songs you led us through whenever we went on long car journeys, including “There’s a hole in your bucket” and “In a wood there was a tree” and “The woman who swallowed a fly”.

Seeing you with your patients in the hospital gave me encouragement to become a doctor. Your very genuine concern for all who came to you for help, is an inspiration to me.

The family togetherness you brought about has been instrumental in keeping the David family so close after so many years. The affection and closeness shared by you sibs is a great example to me of how a family supports each other in good times and bad.

Kitty Periama, on your special day, I want to say a big “Thank you’ and “God Bless”. You have always been an inspiration to me. Happy Birthday Periama. May God give you good health and happiness in the days to come. Love Roshini.

to the families of those at Fort Hood just now.  I can only imagine the stress, the sorrow, the uncertainty.  As a reader here, you probably know that my daughter is a soldier.  I could not be more proud of her.  Do I worry about her safety?  No, that is in God’s hands, He will figure it out.  I believe in my daughter to stand strong with her squad mates and her fellow soldiers to stand strong with her.

My puny thanks means so little, but to those at Fort Hood who are living with this situation, please know the Nation stands with you.

This is It – I T – Infinite Thoughtfulness

I T – Infinite Thoughtfulness – Respectfully

Infinite Thoughtfulness evokes our awareness; it represents the immense potential intellectual faculties and amazing abilities that we have been gifted with

Wisdom Evolving – Respectfully

It is seeking to make us aware of the wisdom within ourselves; Wisdom represents the creative intelligence; Wisdom is our intuition expressing itself; Wisdom is Wealth; Wisdom with wealth creates an equitable balance relating to various aspects of life characteristically and wisely

Challenges – Respectfully

Wisdom represents the guidance to confront challenges; Wisdom is peace within ourselves as well as the interactions that we have with the Universe

Inherent – Inheritance – Respectfully
This humbly seeks to refer to the infinite thoughtfulness that is an inherent part of us; amongst the very most precious inheritances of our life – lifetime – lifetimes

Good Naturedness – Respectfully

It is truly wonderful that when we seek to contribute our good natured; meaningfully responsible initiatives and endeavors for universal development

Embarking – Respectfully

While embarking onto such respective ventures, whether at the very preliminary phase – the intermediate phase or at other unanticipated junctures with profound amazement one is left speechless and is overwhelmed with gratitude to note how the respective aspects relating to the concerned objectives synchronize themselves together as if they were pre aligned – structured – sequenced and organized to converge together for the greater good of one and all respectively
Creative Brilliance – Respectfully

What is more amazing than ever is the unabated convergence of resourcefulness from all across the universe with immense solidarity and dedication that one is truly touched by the creative brilliance that dwells within each and everyone of us

Evolution – Respectfully

How aspects evolve amazingly; How thoughtfulness leads to convergence and conceptualization of wonderful creative notions – ideas – plans are all reflecting the greatness of people all across the universe, all coming together for universal development consistently

Universe – Respectfully
The above humble attitude of gratitude encompasses the potential divinity of each person seeking to align themselves with the cosmic consciousness; This is the potential divinity of each person seeking to know how it could contribute its amazing wonderfulness for the happiness, development and welfare of the universe always

Thoughtfulness – Respectfully

Thoughtfulness is so much more than just a symbolic representation of thoughtfulness that is articulated – expressions – gestures – contemplation – deliberations; it is the littlest of thoughts by thoughts –

- the very most basic thoughts – actions and expressions that either set forth an avalanche of happiness – a feeling of immense goodness or contradictory – cynical deliberations on the path of ignorance and delusion;

- the choice is upto each and every one to respectively realize that there is so much to each and every aspect of this wonderfulness – this miracle called life; truly amazing; always reminding us to ever gratefully express our sincere thanks to God whilst diligently attending to our respective personal and professional assignments – agendas – objectives and responsibilities with a perspective of awareness and meaningfulness consistently

Please Think – Respectfully

Please think for a few moments regarding thoughtfulness and its profound impact; how it has created – made a difference at various phases of this wonderful life; thoughtfulness is reminiscent of the wonderfulness that each and every one of us truly are and this is prevalent infinitely; in each and every moment, the choice is ours whether to seek to be thoughtful; let infinite thoughtfulness reign its majestic prevalence very most naturally or seek to interfere with the natural thought and intersperse them with a deluge of contradictory vehement and ignorant thoughts, actions and expressions

Please Remember – Respectfully

The infinite thoughtfulness would be reciprocated likewise thereby incredibly augmenting – incrementing the virtue practiced expressed; goodness begets goodness provide it is pure and devoid of any fringes of incentive based goodness; it has to be an spontaneous and unconditional expression that is expressing from a grateful heart filled with joy, love, peace, respect, sincerity, trust and the truth please

Ahimsa – Non Violence – Respectfully

This always inspires us to practice ahimsa – non violence in our thoughts; actions and all forms of expressions please

Prayers – Respectfully

Let us always pray to God to fill – to bless the Universe with a Vision of Good Health; Happiness; Peace; Joy; Development; Stability; Knowledge; Prosperity, Progress; Wisdom accompanied along with the very finest characteristics and virtues of life always please

Things – Respectfully

Infinite thoughtfulness seeks to humbly refer to the little things that could make an incredible difference in one another’s life – it is the little things – the smallest acts of kindness – the awareness – the responsibleness – the etiquette – the discipline and so many more aspects in life that could each constitute and represent a world of wonderfulness; emitting its amazing radiance; at times it is the very smallest of aspects in life that make the greatest of impacts and incredible difference; it all adds up, thought by thought; thoughtfulness by thoughtfulness; it is infinite thoughfulness beseeching and appealing – reaching across from within ourselves to inspire us to adopt the meaningful, purposeful and responsible practices relating to infinite thoughtfulness gracefully – it is our inherent inheritance and needs no incredible efforts, it is our natural expression, we are all incredibly infinitely thoughtful; it is the legacy of infinite thoughffulness that has been carried and will keep carrying itself with immense pride and respect amazingly

True Nature – True Self – Respectfully

Infinite thoughtfulness seeks to make us aware; to discover, recognize and experience our True Nature; our True Self; God Bless

Higher Consciousness – Respectfully

Let us seek to awaken our inner wisdom – our higher consciousness; be more aware and conscious; God Bless

Intuition – Respectfully

Let us seek to develop our intuition; Intuition is our inner guidance and compass of life; Intuition is the wisdom of the Soul; God Bless

God Bless - Respectfully

May One and All be Blessed with a Vision of Good Health, Happiness, Joy, Prosperity, Progress and Wisdom always; God Bless

Love and Light,

God Bless,

Vashi

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Seribu rambutmu yang hitam terurai
Seribu cemara seolah mendera
Seribu duka nestapa di wajah nan ayu
Seribu luka yang nyeri di dalam dadaku

Di sana kutemukan bukit yang terbuka
Seribu cemara halus mendesah
Sebatang sungai membelah huma yang cerah
Berdua kita bersama tinggal di dalamnya
Nampaknya tiada lagi yang diresahkan

Dan juga tak digelisahkan
Kecuali dihayati
Secara syahdu bersama
Selamanya bersama selamanya

Dengan senjata yang geram
berdentam suara yang kejam
terperangkap larut di dalam kepedihan

menjerit perut yang lapar
menjelang mati terkapak
bermandikan merah
darah luka di dada

dendam mendendam antar manusia
capai batas pecah membelah
(angkat bicara)

dendam mendendam antar manusia
saling lindas saling menggilas
angkat senjata

hantam kiri kanan persetan
penting tahta bertabur intan
lagu kematian
lantang dan bergema

hantam kiri kanan persetan
penting tahta bertabur intan
lagu kematian
lantang dan bergema

karena senjata
karena kuasa
karena bla bla bla

Dunia resah
dunia gundah
timur tengah semakin gelisah
ada kisah .. ada perintah
jurangpun semakin memisah

kebebasan berbicara
menimbulkan sengketa

ayat setan
yang kau tuliskan
membakar perasaan manusia
perdamaian masih pagi
perang belum berhenti
lalu kau siram api

akibatnya ..
harus kau terima …

satanic verses
ayat ayat yang menghina
ayat ayat yang membakar perasaan
manusia …

Pahlawan berkata dengan air mata
Perjuanganku terbuang percuma
Keserakahan kini merajalela
S’gala derita dimana-mana

Wahai tuan yang berwajah bijaksana
Ajar kami untuk berkarya
Perhatikan generasi kaum muda
Semangat empat lima kami percaya

Ibu tertawa bagaikan orang gila
Anak dijual sangat murahnya
Harga diri dibuang asalkan harta
Setan tertawa gembira

Me re ka lupa Tuhan ada
Se tan tertawa ber pes ta pora

Membawa lagu ia berkata
Tambah kawan masuk neraka

Membawa lagu ia berkata
Tambah kawan masuk neraka

Me re ka lupa Tuhan ada
Se tan tertawa ber pes ta pora
Me re ka lupa Tuhan ada
Se tan tertawa ber pes ta pora (fade out)

Semut-semut hitam yang berjalan
Melintasi segala rintangan
Satu semboyan di dalam tujuan
Cari makan lalu pulang

Yok .. Ikut langkah yang terdepan
Yok .. Ikut ke kiri ke kanan

Semut-semut seirama
Semut-semut yang senada

Nyanyikan hymne bersama
Makan ! Makan ! Makan !

Semut hitam 2x
Ooo…
Maju jalan ….

Semut-semut bagai sisa-sisa
Toleransi peradaban dunia
Sementara yang katanya manusia
Makhluk paling bijaksana
Oh .. Halalkan segala cara
Oh .. Menipu soal biasa

Semut-semut menyaksikan
Semut-semut mendengarkan
Teriakan jerit makian
Gila ! Gila ! Gila !

Getar jiwa kuungkapkan ke dalam nada
Ooh.. tercipta lagu
Kutuliskan kata hati ke dalam bait
Ooh..tercipta lirik

Berkisah..nada riang dan nada sendu
Curahan desah kalbu di kala itu

Pada gitar kupetikkan nada indah
Ooh..damai di hati
Dan kutuangkan bisik hati dalam kata
Ooh.. cerita jiwa

Hamparan..kisah hidup dan perih rasa..
Alunan..getar jiwa ke ujung jari

Dalam musik kutuangkan sanubari
Ooh..luapan kalbu
Semua kata hati tertuangkan dalam lirik
Ooh..alunan kisah

Dengarlah.. ketuk nada dalam birama
Inilah..Getar jiwa bagi musisi….

Seribu raut wajah
Sejumlah kata dusta
Senyum manis di bibirnya
Janji dan janji … bohong!
Kepentingan pribadi kau pikirkan
Tipu sana dan sini, engkau lakukan

Ulah dan tingkah
Nafsu tamak … serakah!
Demi ambisi
Sebar kata … fitnah
Singkirkan semua orang yang menghalang
Peduli semua orang yang jadi korban

Wow … o … oo …
Kau … raksasa
(tertawa tawa, kau terbahak bahak)
Wow … o … oo …
kau … raksasa
(Tidurmu lelap berselimut nikmat)
Dunia ini semakin pengap
Kepentingan pribadi kau pikirkan
Peduli semua orang yang menjadi korban
Oh … raksasa ) 3x

Kami! … raksasa! 8x

Ku kejar prestasi itu
seribu langkah kupacu
(ayo lari) ya aku lari
(ayo lari) Hh..hh

tunggu kutarik nafasku
kubasuh dulu wajah ini
(cepat lari)hei hei tunggu dulu
(cepat lari)

tak dapatkah sejenak
hentikan ambisimu
lihatlah peluhku
tegaklah hatiku

seribu satu problema
menyesak di dalam dada
(apa itu)susu anakku
(apa itu)

tak kau hiraukan mereka
walau mereka walau walau walau
(walau apa)walau lapar
(walau apa)

masih aku bertahan
walau engkau paksakan
sampai batas waktu
keadilan datang
ohh….
pikirkan …
renungkan ..
pikirkan …
bilakah mereka semua
kau pikirkan

www.lacasuriortodoxe.com/ imagine preluată

Anei, spre Luare Aminte – Povestea Pelaghiei… !

Motto :

* Fericirea adevărată n-o are, nu poate s-o aibă decât acela care o dă… Şi, ca s-o dai, nu e nevoie s-o ai; iar ca s-o ai, trebuie săîncepi prin a o da ! *   ( Alexandru Vlahuţă )

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Pelaghia…

Aceasta Sfanta a trait pe vremea Soborului celui a toata lume de la Calcedon (451), fiind comediana in Antiohia. Pe atunci se numea Margareta si, mai inainte de a cunoaste dreapta credinta a crestinilor, ducea o viata de placere si desfranare, pana intr-o zi cand, Dumnezeu, atingandu-i cugetul, o facu sa-si schimbe viata, sa se intoarca la El. Adunand patriarhul Antiohiei, in cetatea sa, un sobor de mai multi episcopi, unul din ei, Sfantul Non, a fost rugat sa spuna poporului cuvantul lui Dumnezeu. Pe cand propovaduia el in fata bisericii, iata ca se opreste la usa bisericii vestita comediana Margareta, inconjurata de un alai intreg de tineri si de tinere, imbracati in vesminte scumpe si purtand bratari de aur. Si ea era atat de frumoasa, incat oamenii nu se puteau satura privind-o. Si, oprindu-se printre credinciosi, alaiul ei umplea vazduhul de buna mireasma si de arome. Si episcopii, si-au intors ochii de la ea, ca de la un mare pacat. Singur, episcopul Non a privit-o indelung si a grait: “Dumnezeu, in bunatatea Sa nemarginita, se va milostivi si de aceasta femeie, lucrul mainilor Sale.” Iar Margareta s-a oprit deodata, ascultand cuvantul sfantului episcop. Si, indreptandu-se catre cei credinciosi, episcopul Non a zis: “Luati aminte la femeia aceasta, de la care eu multa invatatura am aflat. Socotiti cate ceasuri a zabovit in camera ei, spalandu-se in imbracandu-se cu ales vesmant si impodobindu-se la oglinda cu multa grija, numai ca sa se arate mai frumoasa decat celelalte femei, in fata oamenilor. Iar noi, care dorim din toata inima sa fim bineplacuti lui Dumnezeu, ne lenevim si nu ne silim sa impodobim pacatosul nostru suflet, nu ne sarguim sa-l spalam cu lacrimile pocaintei, nici sa-l impodobim cu margaritarele faptelor bune, ca sa se infatiseze cu vesmant cuviincios in fata lui Dumnezeu”.
Si s-a cutremurat Margareta de cuvantul episcopului si cu ochii plini de lacrimi si-a schimbat viata si-l ruga pe batranul Non sa-i arate calea mantuirii. Deci, invatand-o cele de trebuinta, iar ea pocaindu-se cu adevarat, a primit harul Sfantului Botez si s-a numit Pelaghia. Si, liberand pe robii pe care ii avea si impartindu-si averea la saraci, la vaduve si la orfani, s-a retras la o manastire, in viata curata, in smerenie si in rugaciune. Iar mai pe urma, tainuindu-se, s-a imbracat in haina aspra de par, si, ducandu-se la Ierusalim, si-a zidit o chilie de schivnic pe muntele Maslinilor. Si s-a inchis in aceasta chilie, traind dupa voia lui Dumnezeu cealalta viata ce i-a mai ramas, iar, dupa trei ani de zile, a raposat cu pace in Domnul. Dumnezeului nostru slava!

http://www.ortodoxism.ro/

ANEI…

Am citit, cu ceva vreme în urmă, Povestea Pelaghiei, într-o Carte de Povestiri Ortodoxe. O avea mai mereu la el, Părintele Ion Petrică de la Mănăstirea *  Sfântul Ilie de la Izvor *, Bocşa Vasiova, Judeţul Caraş-Severin, pe atunci colegul meu de servici şi, împreună cu mine, redactor al revistei * Zâmbetul Speranţei *, revista Centrului de Plasament * Speranţa * Reşiţa / Complexul de Servicii Sociale * Speranţa * Reşiţa… o colecţie de gânduri, creaţii ale copiilor instituţionalizaţi şi deopotrivă ale personalului de specialitate, un… Zâmbet, într-o lume, aşa cum e….

În această noapte, Zâna Măseluţă mi-a vizitat băieţelul, lacrimi mărgăritare, durere, vocea mamei şi… * povesteşte-mi mami, să-mi treacă… *… Şi ne-am rugat mai întâi împreună la Îngeraş, şi * Tatăl Nostru care eşti în Ceruri… * şi la Maicuţa Domnului şi-am început să-i povestesc… Îi descriam cu glas molcom cum a fost Margareta-Pelaghia şi cum şi-a împărţit ea averea văduvelor, orfanilor, săracilor, cum s-a ruşinat cu podoabele, sulemenelile şi fastul ei… cum a Devenit, mai apoi, Pelaghia… Mi-am amintit în timp ce povestea curgea şi vorbele pe care deseori Părintele mi le spunea, nu le reţin exact, ceva de genul * tu ai dreptate, dar eşti ca un taifun, nu aşa… fiecare cu Calea lui… şi Cale şi-o alege fiecare *… Zoran asculta, Povestea Pelaghiei, deodată, m-am Înseninat şi-am înţeles ce aştept eu de la… ANA, mintea şi sufletu-mi s-au Limpezit ! Doamne, NU o urăsc pe ANA, eu nu pot, nu ştiu, nu vreau a urâ…. Am zâmbit, cu toată inima am zâmbit şi Zoran a spus : * mami, ştii că eşti mai frumoasă când zâmbeşti?… *…. I-am răspuns, orice copil vrea răspunsuri : * ştii, Zoran, multe femei din lumea asta ar trebui să IA AMINTE LA POVESTEA PELAGHIEI ! * şi el, cum numai un copil ştie să pătrundă…. : * mami, tu nu eşti rea, hai să ne rugăm şi pentru femeile alea, să-mi treacă durerea mai repede *. Ne-am rugat şi-ntr-un târziu, puiul meu a adormit zâmbind.

Pentru prima dată-n viaţă, de când te ştiu, ANO, m-am rugat pentru tine, să pătrunzi într-o zi, Povestea Pelaghiei, dincolo de cuvinte spuse şi nespuse, deasupra de tăceri, şi-ai să reuşeşti să simţi lacrimile nevăzute ale… multora… Căinţa să-ţi fie * văzută * numai prin Fapte şi fi-va primită ! Nu vorbele au greutate, ele zboară, lovesc, şuieră pe lângă urechi cum vântul, dar Ele, faptele noastre rămân * moştenire * şi bine-ar fi , zâmbet, copiilor noştri ! Şi-mi doresc din adâncul sufletului, să ai tăria să spui copiilor Povestea Pelaghiei, când o fi timpul, şi zic că E TIMPUL, să ai Înţelepciunea să acorzi Faptelor atenţia cuvenită, poţi asta, aşa simt eu, că-ţi stă-n putinţă ! Ai să primeşti în schimb Zâmbetul Speranţei, al copiilor, cum niciodată nu ai primit de la nimeni şi Iertare şi Iubire şi Respect…

Părintele, are Cartea…. citeşte Povestea Pelaghiei, ANA ! Poate într-o zi, vei spune şi tu la rându-ţi şi altora s-o * citească *, e o Poveste şi deopotrivă o Pildă ,un fir de Lumină spre Devenire… e o altfel de Cale !Te asigur că nimeni nu va dori să ştie când ai s-o faci, doar FĂ-O !

Doamne Ajută !

* Fericirea trebuie să fie o răsplată, NU un scop… *   ( Antoine de Saint Exupery )

Sibilla

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Novo ordo seculorum

Vine o vreme în care

Îngerii cad seceraţi;

Cerul se-nchide şi n-are

Vântul odihnă de marţi.

Peştii se-aruncă-n harpoane,

Tatăl copilu’-şi vânează,

Foamea-i o foame de carne,

Apa din vas sângerează.

Slovele cad din cuvinte,

Predica urcă pe rug.

Tot a fost scris dinainte.

Cine se smulge din jug? …

Spaima e rece şi mută,

Singuri cu sine suntem,

Omul pe om nu-l ascultă.

Am coborât în blestem.

Ca-ntr-o armată de ceară,

Semnul se-nfige, de jar.

Primiţi mai lesne o fiară,

Decât să iubiţi un Pescar?

Autor – Gabriela Savitsky

Mulţumesc, Gabriela !

Pelaghiei histoire dit tout ce que je n’ai pas dit …

Sibilla

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informaţii preluate de pe surse : înţelepciune.ro , ortodoxism.ro,

And all I can think about is which song was playing when you took your last breath. I hope it was something that at least put a smile on your face. Why Do They Rock So Hard? was always your jam, at least when we were kids, but you and I haven’t really talked music in a while, not for at least a year now. That’s just one reason why I was so really looking forward to tomorrow. Yesterday. Sunday. The day after—Fuck. Subjective time loses meaning; time’s objective when you’re out of time, when you’ve reached your final objective.

Time. I’m told your roommate found you around 11:30pm. I don’t even know who you live with these days. I got the call at 2am and ignored it, I was sleeping. Your youngest sister found out on Facebook, where wall posts have become electronic flowers on your profile tombstone. She called your mom, but she was already outside talking to the cops. And I was still asleep.

I didn’t know what to expect on Sunday when you weren’t there. I met eyes with Fish across the room, and excused myself from the corner of awkward catch-up conversations and we hugged. It was a hello hug, how are you, but without either one of us saying a word, it was an are you okay hug, too. “Did—” he started. “Yeah,” I said. He told me that he called you last night. That night. Saturday night. Around 8pm, for a pint. Maybe Delaney’s. I wish I went there with you more often. We could have talked about the ever-changing draught list, ruminating about our life, theatre, art, sharing scripts over goblets of Delirium Tremens. Or Nocturnum, if the season fits. But I don’t live here anymore. And I guess, neither do you.

When I got to your house—when I arrived at your parents’ house—your brother was doing homework, a worksheet on The Scarlet Letter for Ms. Ligouri. We both had a crush on her when she studen-taught us 7 years ago, and judging by the worksheet, she’s still a lousy teacher. Still, I was surprised to find that Matt’s not 8 years old anymore, but time will do that to you. I was paralyzed standing in the doorway, but I finally turned towards your mom and she ran into my arms and held me closer than I ever thought she would (at this point, if you were here, you’d be half-expecting me to quip about her tits, even if I wasn’t going to, and you’d call me on it, shut me up before I had the chance).

It didn’t really hit me until I saw your father. He was in the bathroom when I arrived because he wouldn’t let us see him cry—typical Gary—but when I shook his hand, firm and string and manly like he taught us, he pulled me in for an embrace. A bear hug to hide the tears, as he thanked me for being your friend, and asked me to pass the message along to anyone else. To the guys. Please. Just, thank you. For just, for being his friend. For being your friend.

Rest in Peace, MVA
June 23, 1986 — October 3, 2009

The bum on the corner holds his sign: ANY AMOUNT WELCOME GOD BLESS. Whether he’s scamming or not he’s superior, he can toss away self-respect or dignity long enough to collect coin, and everything he makes he keeps, no tax. What good is self-respect if it doesn’t pay off?

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Welcome to The world’s shortest love story! I found a matchbook in the street. I ignored all of the matches still intact, noticing only the space where one had been ripped out and used. That was the match I wanted.

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Kayaking. Why?

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Frisbee on the roof, neon orange plastic bleached white by the sun. What does this have to do with winter? It’s over.

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Giant tortoises never write books, or maybe they do, they just procrastinate the first 100 years.

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Why are you surprised by problems? So much of our economy is based on people that never learn.

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I read the obituaries, aka People You Will Never Meet. It’s the only part of the paper promising an end to suffering.

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Only very still fish prefer to swim in formaldehyde.

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I can’t cry.

Though I did not watch any of the football game (Tennessee & Florida) today,   I happened to turn the TV on when a female reporter was doing a post-game interview with quarterback Tim Tebow.   Evidently Tim did not play as well as expected but Florida managed to win, and Tim was very gracious to praise the opposing team.

The last words from Tim to the reporter blew me away:  “God bless.”

I can’t remember an athlete ending an interview invoking God’s blessing, but  Tim has a special reason to invoke God.   In a story I heard Sen. Fred Thompson tell while he was campaigning in a church,  Tim’s mother was very ill when pregnant with Tim, and the doctor suggested aborting her baby for her own health’s sake.  But no, Tim’s mother refused.   And here we see a reason to be pro-life:  Heisman trophy winner and  wonderful young man, Tim Tebow.

Let go of what you didn’t do….Think about what you did!

- Pam Kidd

If you are like me then you are constantly worried that you forgot to do something, or that you didn’t do enough. Very rarely do I take the time to celebrate the things that I have accomplished, I am constantly thinking what is next?

Not only does it seem that I am constantly looking forward but when I do look backward it is not to celebrate and reflect but rather to think; what could I have done better? If I could redo it all what would I do?

After just reading an excerpt from an inspirational book I want to share something with you. If you suffer from what I stated I suffer from above you are not alone.

It is time we celebrated our accomplishments. Do you have a job? if so excellent, congratulations. If not, hang in there you have accomplished good things in the past, there is no reason that you can’t do it again.

Do you go to school, have you gone to school? Great job. You have learned something. Think about what you liked most about something that you learned. Celebrate it. Don’t be ashamed.

Are you different from what “society” thinks you should be? Awesome. Not everyone is cut out to be a “business person”. Some people are cut out to be parents or best friends or good friends or children or athletes or artists. What category do you fit it? Don’t change for anyone, but be you!

Do you have a name? Scratch that, do you have a pulse? Nice job.

What I am getting at is simply this. No matter who you are, not matter what you have done, no matter how long it took to get where you are, there is always something good that you can celebrate. If you are having a tough time right now, I pray for you and wish you the best on getting back on your feet. But don’t forget the good that you have done in life, this is just a minor setback.

To those that are doing well. Please remember what it took to get where you are. Celebrate your accomplishments. But at the same time, help those that you can help. Money is not the only thing that helps those who are down. A kind word and a smile is sometimes just enough to give a person the final motivation to turn things around.

I am celebrating my accomplishments right now, before I go to bed. I will rest easy knowing that I have done this. Tomorrow when I wake up I will look forward to working hard at being who I am, and when the time comes I will celebrate again.

Thank you for letting me share this with you. Good night and God Bless!

We must remember that political reforms are not accomplished by the people, but through the people.

It is believed that President Obama is the first black ruler of a great nation – and that may be true for the United States; however, the black man once ruled one of the greatest countries in history.

Let’s go as far back as ancient times.  Akhnaton, Pharaoh of Egypt is the first man in recorded history to exemplify social consciousness in the administration of a great nation.

Charles F. Potter, in the History of Religion says Akhnaton was the first pacifist, the first realist, the first monotheist, the first democrat, the first heretic, the first humanitarian, and the first internationalist; born several thousand years too soon.

It was said that this Pharaoh travelled alone through the countryside, meeting peasants, conversing with slaves and sharing the simple food of the poor.  To the most ignorant man he listened with profound respect.  It would appear to me that President Obama has similar qualities.

He, the Pharaoh, could not accept the inequalities of birth, wealth or physical estate as a justification for men persecuting or exploiting each other.

It was his belief that there was no room for political intolerance in a world governed by the laws of brotherly love.  He is the first man in history who dared to dream of the Brotherhood of Men, and cheerfully gave his life and his empire for that dream.

I believe that rooted in the American continent is a long and distinguished tradition that points toward the ability for leadership, along the lines of cooperation and the international point of view.

And so it is from the remote past, from the deep shadows that the power of American democracy has come.  We must not only preserve what we have gained striving through the ages but we must also perfect that plan.  A great dream of Universal Brotherhood – one universally understanable by all who have lived, dreamed and suffered.

God bless America.

A few of my good friends recently delivered their first babies. Sila is blessed with Alya Jean, Amy welcomes Reza and Dr Zack is happily cuddling Suci Maryam. I am so happy for them because my kids have been the source of my happiness too. Yes, the storks  came and handed the perfect gifts for a few blessed couples.

Some of us might not have a baby of our own. My auntie never had to wake up in the middle of the night for nappy change. She never had to stop eating her meal to comfort a cranky baby. She also never has to wait for the sore nipples to heal. In  her perfect life she has never experienced the labor of love nor sleepless nights. She is one of those patiently waiting for the storks to even come near, year after year.

So, my dear friends who are still trying to conceive either naturally or undergoing fertility treatment, my prayers are with you. It might be worth the wait or money. I wish the heaven will have its doors ajar and the storks shall be carrying the blessed souls from the heaven down upon you.. God Bless!