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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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There were a few songs that brought me light through my darker days, and that was one of them. Glad you liked it, Pattee.
__________________ Somewhere between the gator swamp and the Taj Mahal there is a path, it may be hidden, overgrown or may blend in with the other surroundings, but it is there, it's your path and it is calling you.~Frankly~ |
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| Disposable Hero | If your mind is happy, then you are happy anywhere you go. When wisdom awakens within you, you will see Truth wherever you look. If you let go a little, you will have a little peace. If you let go a lot, you will have a lot of peace. If you let go completely, you will have complete peace.
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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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Thank you for the reminder, Wolfchild, to be very grateful for the peace that is in my life today. It didn't come easy, but the important thing is that it came at all. Hugs
__________________ Somewhere between the gator swamp and the Taj Mahal there is a path, it may be hidden, overgrown or may blend in with the other surroundings, but it is there, it's your path and it is calling you.~Frankly~ |
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| Disposable Hero | So divinely is the world organized that every one of us, in our place and time, is in balance with everything else. Real integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that nobody's going to know whether you did it or not.
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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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| ![]() The Prayer I pray you'll be our eyes, and watch us where we go And help us to be wise in times when we don't know Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way Lead us to the place, guide us with your grace To a place where we'll be safe I pray we'll find your light, and hold it in our hearts When stars go out each night, remind us where you are Let this be our prayer, when shadows fill our day Help us find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so we'll be safe A world where pain and sorrow will be ended And every heart that's broken will be mended And we'll remember we are all God's children Reaching out to touch you Reaching to the sky We ask that life be kind, and watch us from above We hope each soul will find another soul to love Let this be our prayer, just like every child Who needs to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so we'll be safe Needs to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so we'll be safe Charlotte Church with Josh Groban
__________________ Somewhere between the gator swamp and the Taj Mahal there is a path, it may be hidden, overgrown or may blend in with the other surroundings, but it is there, it's your path and it is calling you.~Frankly~ |
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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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| ![]() The Sense of a Goose When you see geese flying along in "V" formation, you might consider what science has discovered as to why they fly that way. As each bird flaps its wings, it creates an uplift for the bird immediately following. By flying in "V" formation, the whole flock adds at least 71 percent greater flying range than if each bird flew on its own. People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going more quickly and easily because they are traveling on the thrust of one another. When a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone - and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front. If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those people who are headed the same way we are. When the head goose gets tired, it rotates back in the wing and another goose flies point. It is sensible to take turns doing demanding jobs, whether with people or with geese flying south. Geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed. What messages do we give when we honk from behind? Finally - and this is important - when a goose gets sick or is wounded by gunshot, and falls out of formation, two other geese fall out with that goose and follow it down to lend help and protection. They stay with the fallen goose until it is able to fly or until it dies, and only then do they launch out on their own, or with another formation to catch up with their group. If we have the sense of a goose, we will stand by each other like that. Unknown
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| Disposable Hero | The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark. Every day we do things, we are seeing virtues that have to do with peace. If we are aware of our life..., our way of looking at things, we will know how to realize peace right in the moment.
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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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| ![]() "You Raise Me Up" ~Josh Groban~ When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary; When troubles come and my heart burdened be; Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and sit awhile with me. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up... To more than I can be.
__________________ Somewhere between the gator swamp and the Taj Mahal there is a path, it may be hidden, overgrown or may blend in with the other surroundings, but it is there, it's your path and it is calling you.~Frankly~ |
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| Disposable Hero | Dignity comes not from control, but from understanding who you are and taking your rightful place in the world. In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth. The only courage that matters is the kind that gets you from one moment to the next.
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| Adjusting my Sails |
Lord I pray in the name of Thy Son my savior Jesus Christ for mercy. The Love you have for me is beyond anything I have known. Even when I hated myself you were there Loving me. Because you Love me so much I must belong, because of you I do belong. All these years I thought I was alone having no clue the path of Love was right there in front of me all I had to do was take that step. All that I am I owe to you, all that I am is your Love. I pray Lord that for today I may open my heart to your will for me, Love. That your Love may work through me. I pray the words I speak are yours, the actions I take are yours, the thoughts and feelings in me are yours. Lord today I pray to be your instrument. Thy will be done. Dean |
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| Member | Deeds Of Love DEEDS OF LOVE Think not a smile can warm a heart And leave an afterglow? A word of kindness fosters hope Where dreams no longer grow? Think not a helping hand inspires A soul to try anew Or words of love rekindle joy Where love no longer grew? Think so! Think so! Be still and know life's purpose - and God's plan; To do for others, day by day, To be the best we can. For selfless deeds done from the heart Are blessed by God above, and those who care and truly share Shall know eternal love. Vi B. Chevalier
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| Member Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Deeeep South
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| ![]() When you walk through a forest that has not been tamed and interfered with by man, you will see not only abundant life all around you, but you will also encounter fallen trees and decaying trunks, rotting leaves and decomposing matter at every step. Wherever you look, you will find death as well as life. Upon closer scrutiny, however, you will discover that the decomposing tree trunk and rotting leaves not only give birth to new life, but are full of life themselves. Microorganisms are at work. Molecules are rearranging themselves. So death isn't to be found anywhere. There is only the metamorphosis of life forms. What can you learn from this? Death is not the opposite of life. Life has no opposite. The opposite of death is birth. Life is eternal. Stillness Speaks ~~Eckhart Tolle
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| Gigi, BootLiquor, whatever.... |
[IMG] [/IMG]Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love." And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said: When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth. Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant; And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart. But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God." And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips. Kahlil Gibran,
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