Pain is the messenger. What message does the pain bring? Look at the pain and inside the pain. Peel back it's layers - and see too that the pain is a propeller designed to move you, to make you react, respond - so you cannot go on ignoring that which is causing the pain. And then you will see that the pain is a propeller and may even be a gift - to move you in another direction.
Saturday, 23 December 2017
Monday, 18 December 2017
Favourite Quotes
When you
want something bad enough you'll tell yourself a thousand lies. - Jodi Picoult.
This is what I like about photographs. They're proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect. - Jodi Picoult.
You get old and you realize there are no answers, just stories. - Garrison Keillor.
Whether it's the best of times or the worst of times, it's the only time you've got. - Art Buchwald.
This is what I like about photographs. They're proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect. - Jodi Picoult.
You get old and you realize there are no answers, just stories. - Garrison Keillor.
Whether it's the best of times or the worst of times, it's the only time you've got. - Art Buchwald.
The morning breeze has secrets to tell you
Do not go back to sleep.
- Rumi
Do not go back to sleep.
- Rumi
Friday, 8 December 2017
Saturday, 2 December 2017
With The Measure You Use
What some people call excuses other people call reality. Be kind.
For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. - Jesus, Matthew 7 : 2
For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. - Jesus, Matthew 7 : 2
Friday, 1 December 2017
True Empathy
There's a big difference between being patronizing and condescending and true empathy. It pays to know what that difference is.
Thursday, 16 November 2017
The Desiderata
Go placidly amid the
noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as
possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and
listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they
are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may
become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than
yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your
plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real
possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business
affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what
virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is
full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign
affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and
disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you
in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many
fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle
with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the
stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the
universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever
you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy
confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and
broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Desiderata by Max Ehrmann.
(In the public domain).
Thursday, 9 November 2017
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Do
not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- Dylan Thomas
Friday, 3 November 2017
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