Lesson #1

The tongue weighs practically nothing, But so few people can hold it.

I can judge.Can I ????

“In Reality, People Judge You For Your Actions Without Knowing The Reason Behind It.”



You are either perfect or you are not. Claims of imperfection of all mankind make the judgment of others simply self interest and nothing more

Don't cut them , plant them, learn natural ways to grow love.

I was where I should be, in the right place,at the right time, even though I didn't understand what had brought me there.

I can't vouch for all the statistics or the proposed remedies presented here (I don't know enough about the specifics), but this is a great piece of visual communication on behalf of a positive worldwide cause.

Life/lie

The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves. We live in denial of what we do, even what we think. We do this because we're afraid. We fear we will not find love, and when we find it we fear we'll lose it. We fear that if we do not have love we will be unhappy.

Never say never

Win n loss does not matter spirit matters.if u have it u can do it.

The best beginnings of our lives

The best beginnings of our lives

May sometimes end in sorrow
But even on our darkest days
the sun will shine tomorrow.

So we must do our very best
whatever life may bring
and look beyond the winter chill
to smell the breath of spring.

A generous heart, kind speech, and a life of service

are the things which renew humanity.

Christmas story

A medieval legend tells us that in the country we know today as Austria the Burkhard family – a man, a woman and a child – used to amuse people at Christmas parties by reciting poetry, singing ancient troubadour ballads, and juggling. Of course, there was never any money left over to buy presents, but the man always told his son:

“Do you know why Santa Claus’s bag never gets empty, although there are so many children in the world? Because it may be full of toys, but sometimes there are more important things to be delivered, what we call “invisible gifts”. In a broken home, he tries to bring harmony and peace on the holiest night in Christianity. Where love is lacking, he deposits a seed of faith in children’s hearts. Where the future seems black and uncertain, he brings hope. In our case, the day after Father Christmas comes to visit us, we are happy to be still alive and doing our work, which is to make people happy. Never forget that.”
Time passed, the boy grew up, and one day the family passed in front of the impressive Melk Abbey, which had just been built. The young Burkhard wanted to become a priest. The family understood and respected the boy’s wish. They knocked at the door of the monastery and were given generous welcome by the monks, who accepted the young Buckhard as a novice.
Christmas Eve came around. And precisely on that day, a special miracle happened in Melk: Our Lady, carrying the baby Jesus in her arms, decided to descend to Earth to visit the monastery.
All the priests lined up and each of them stood proudly before the Virgin trying to pay homage to the Madonna and her Son.
At the very end of the line, young Buckhard anxiously waited his turn. His parents were simple people, and all that they had taught him was to toss balls up in the air and do some juggling.
When it came his turn, the other priests wanted to put an end to all the homage that had been paid, since the ex-juggler had nothing important to add and might even mar the image of the abbey.
Nevertheless, deep in his heart he also felt a great need to give something of himself to Jesus and the Virgin. Feeling very ashamed before the reproachful gaze of his brothers, he took some oranges from his pocket and began to toss them in the air and catch them in his hands, creating a beautiful circle in the air.
At that instant, the baby Jesus, lying in Our Lady’s lap, began to clap his hands with joy. And it was to young Buckhard that the Virgin held out her arms to let him hold the smiling child for a few moments.
(based on a medieval story)
 

 

Expectation

Some say Shakespeare’s quote: “Expectation is the root of all heartache.” is sad and apathetic. I say, to live without expectation frees us and opens the door to possibility. We ‘do’ expectation all the time. In everything. It binds us and sets us up for disappointment. I’ve learned to replace expectation with gratitude for what is.Expectation is* the look on your face when the kids embarrass you in public.
* the resentment you feel when you’re not invited.
* the disappointment that comes over you when your honey doesn’t bring home flowers for your birthday.
* when you cry over the hair color that didn’t turn out just right.
* when you give up on diet or exercise because of that one extra pound you didn’t lose.
* the gripping anger over that person that was supposed to show up for you in your life in a certain way, but didn’t.

When we let go of expectation, we free ourselves from disappointment and heartache. We leave no room for drama, and invite feelings of gratitude. A whole new world is open to us, with adventurous possibilities we hadn’t even imagined.

Letting go of expectation means detaching ourselves from a certain result.

And then we are free.

Waiting for the end

[Mike:]
This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady something empty's within them
We say yeah with fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear

[Chester:]
Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It's out of my control
Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It's hard to let you go

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I wish it wasn't so

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got

[Mike:]
What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And I don't even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So I'm picking up the pieces, now where to begin
The hardest part of ending is starting again

[Chester(till end):]
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got
I'm holding on to what I haven't got
I'm holding on to what I haven't got

[Mike:]
This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady something empty's within them
We say yeah with fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it let it all disappear

Cheat

Don't cheat the world of your contribution. Give it what you've got. -Steven Pressfield

Kiss

The culprit fire bellows within
Our sin, our heat, our perfect moment
A bud both carried now to foment
Her blood, my wine, that sweetest poison

To drink her eyes, a potion intact
A pact, unspoken, but of souls imbued
Her heart once idle, now pursued
The hour upon us here to act

A laugh and I'm soaring
A whisper and I'm lost
A kiss and I'm hers

Prayer

God grant me the serenity to accept the things that cannot change and courage to change the things i can and wisdom to know the difference.