A person I work with smiled at me today and said he was glad I was here.
Here
That is an amazing thing at the moment.
I look into the past and see the times that I could have not been here.
Living a human life has its endings too.
Here
Time transfers all feelings into a mental status.
Rememberance
I remember a lot of events. They all have my own perceptions of what occured however.
There are facts that are related to articles that became written.
Someone elses perceptions of that time.
Dance tonight in celebration of the moment.
Sing tonight in joy of just being you.
I read a lot of what is said about upcoming events.
I pick and choose my experiences.
I am delighted with them ALL.
A dear one of mine did what I aspire to do.
Speak no ill of anyone.
I cannot judge what is right or wrong from their perception.
I can explicate my own self and ideas.
Solitude can be painful. We as humans exsist in a world. Not on an island bereft of contact.
Pain lessens when you interact with others. No comparison will suffice. Each is unique in themselves.
There have been mentionings of issues with a couple of burners and myself.
I harbor no ill.
I do make my choices on my interactions however.
I contact a lot of people in the burning community adn outside of it.
I once described to a friend that I had several different groups I was involved with. Sometimes the worlds do not mingle well. It isn't my choice to have them segregated. It is necessary for the balance of those I would choose to intermingle however.
Some have ego's that are easily injured.
Some have ego's that are as thick as 4 ft leather left outside to harden.
I was only hear for a short span of time in this life.
I am enjoying it as it is.
Love is a tremendous thing when you do not put conditions on it.
THIS IS NOT MEANT TO SUSTAIN ANY PARTICULAR RELIGION OR BELIEF:
I liked it a lot though and thought I would share it...
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There was a blind girl who hated herself because of her blindness.
Not only did she hate herself but she hated everyone else, except
her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if
she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could
see everything, including her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you
marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was
blind too, and refused to marry him.
I found this to be very poignant and really made me think. My hope
is that it will bless each of you. Doe Her boyfriend walked
away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her that simply said.
"Just take care of my eyes dear."
This is how the human brain changes when our status changes.
Only a few remember what life was like before
and even fewer remember who to thank for always being there even
when times were painfully unbearable.
Life Is a Gift
Today before you think of saying an unkind word - Think of someone
who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone
who Has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone
who's crying out to God for a companion.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too
Early to heaven.
Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who
desires children but they're barren.
Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn't clean or
sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who
walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the
unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another -
Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one
maker.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on
your Face and thank God you're alive and still around.
Life is a gift, live it, enjoy it, celebrate it, and fulfill it.
RELISH THE MOMENT, IT MAY NOT COME AROUND AGAIN.
Be Blessed
Love to all!
Circe
Monday, February 26, 2007
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