I hope this inspires someone to go ahead and do something they've not had courage to do before
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear of falling orcatching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.
Thanks for the beautiful poem Smiler. I couldn't think of anything inspirational so I'll just say this:
Today I feel great I am happy. I am not panicking I am smiling at everyone and will do my best to make their day as happy as mine. I am positive and not feeling depressed.
This is a freaking miracle!!!! It can happen. I hope you all have as blessed a day as me.
I found this - I think it's wonderful , truely inspirational...........................
There is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son died. In her grief, she went to the holy man and asked, "What prayers, what magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?"VIEW IMAGEInstead of sending her away or reasoning with her, he said to her, "Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life." The woman went off at once in search of that magical mustard seed.She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, and said, "I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this such a place? It is very important to me."They told her, "You've certainly come to the wrong place," and began to describe all the tragic things that recently had befallen them.The woman said to herself, "Who is better able to help these poor, unfortunate people than I, who have had misfortune of my my own?"She stayed to comfort them, then went on in search of a home that had never known sorrow. But wherever she turned, in hotels and in other places, she found one tale after another of sadness and misfortune.The woman became so involved in helping others cope with their sorrows that she eventually let go of her own. She would later come to understand that it was the quest to find the magical mustard seed that drove away her suffering.
Here's another brilliant one.........
“Success is not to be measured by the position someone has reached in life, but the obstacles he has overcome while trying to succeed.”
Booker T. Washington
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That's so..............sad ..........yet I'm happy for them ya know? At peace , together
I think a broken heart would be one of the worst ways to go
Looking fwd to EM lol.
I love this one........it's so true.........it's not what ya got it's how ya use it.
A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, "Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like."The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.But the people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.'They then went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.The holy man said, "I don’t understand.""It is simple" said the Lord, "In this place the people have learned to feed one another."
Awsome thread everyone.
Gees Welcome to HW you will be a great asset and a great friend.
Ok here is one I have on my refridgerater. I don't know where I got it or who wrote it.
How does fear start? When we are so small, Fear of being alone, With our cries we call.Then comes further fear, Fear of things we can't see, Fear of the dark, “Please don’t leave me.”Then comes more fear, Fear of unacceptance, Do they want to be my friend? Will this fear ever end? Then comes teenage fear, Fear of growing up, Is this all I will be? Will anyone ever trust me? We pass through, So much fear, We go through it, Year after year.In old age we come full cycle, Fear in our old bones, We return to the oldest fear, "I don’t want to be alone."Finally fear of death, Comes with our last breath, And that's when one comes to see, Fear is reality.Fear is the biggest test, It never lets us rest, So don't give fear a chance, To hold you in a trance.Take it by its toe, In your heart, open a window, Throw fear out and you will see, Once and for all you can truly be free.