Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Hope, really?

"Death undoes us less, sometimes, than the hope that it will never come", says Pico Iyer in this piece on The Value of Suffering.
I wonder if that were not true of hope of any kind...

Sunday, August 18, 2013

A lovely little quote on Happiness

Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Monday, November 26, 2012

Remembered a beautiful song of thanksgiving from school this weekend. A little late for the holiday, but still worth sharing...

 We thank thee

We thank Thee each morning for a newborn day
where we may work the fields of new mown hay
We thank Thee for the sunshine
and the air that we breathe
Oh Lord we thank Thee

We thank Thee for the rivers that run all day
we thank Thee for the little birds that sing away
we thank Thee for the trees
and the deep blue sea
Oh Lord we thank Thee

Oh yes we thank Thee Lord
for every flower that blooms
birds that sing, fish that swim
and the light of the moon.

We thank Thee every day
as we kneel and pray
that we were born with eyes
to see these things.

We thank Thee for the fields
where the clovers grow
we thank Thee for the pastures
where the cattle may roam
We thank Thee for Thy love so pure and free
Oh Lord we thank Thee.

Friday, June 1, 2012

In continuation to the Buddhist quote I had posted many months ago on the judicious use of Silence and Speech, I offer this article:

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

An inspiring quote from a dear friend...
"One always has time if one makes time for it"

Sunday, October 2, 2011

'Do not speak- unless it improves on silence'

I was blown away by this Buddhist quote today. Why is it so hard to remember in class, though? More practice, more patience...

Sunday, August 14, 2011

On new beginnings...

'The most sacred place dwells within our heart, where dreams are born and secrets sleep, a mystical refuge of darkness and light, fear and conquest, adventure and discovery, challenge and transformation. Our heart speaks for our soul every moment while we are alive. Listen... as the whispering beat repeats: be...gin, be...gin, be...gin...'
Royce Addington
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I'm utterly delighted for the new beginnings of a dear friend, thankful for the shining beam of light at the end of what's been a long tunnel for him and pray that these new beginnings be blessed generously.