Lighten up and let life flow through you, and be on the waves as they go up and down.
A great image in mythology is Tristan (Tristan and Isolde).
He's out there on a little boat without an oar,
without a rudder, on the Irish sea . . .
You float your way. You drift.
... be extravagantly
accepting and forgiving
of yourself and others.
Ride the waves and let life take you
where it has good things for you.
- Thomas Moore
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Happiness
There is only one way to happiness
and that is to cease worrying about things
which are beyond the power of our will.
- Epictetus
and that is to cease worrying about things
which are beyond the power of our will.
- Epictetus
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Aim Big
Aim for the moon.
If you miss, you may hit a star.
- W. Clement Stone
If you miss, you may hit a star.
- W. Clement Stone
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
On Children
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
- Khalil Gibran, from The Prophet
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
- Khalil Gibran, from The Prophet
Friday, November 13, 2009
Friends
Each friend represents a world in us,
a world possibly not born until they arrive,
and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born
- Anais Nin
a world possibly not born until they arrive,
and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born
- Anais Nin
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