Nothing splendid has ever been achieved except by those who dared believe that something inside them was superior to circumstance.
~Bruce Barton~
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Splendid
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Nothing splendid has ever been achieved except by those who dared believe that something inside them was superior to circumstance.
~Bruce Barton~
Nothing splendid has ever been achieved except by those who dared believe that something inside them was superior to circumstance.
~Bruce Barton~
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Thorny sweet Life
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Life is thorny like the branches of a cactus , but sweet as its fruit. Enjoy it........
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Ann Frank
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Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.
~Anne Frank~
~Anne Frank~
What wisdom from such a young girl.... and she was an example to the human race by her writings, and the way she lived her short life.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Attitude
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I discovered I always have choices and sometimes it's only a choice of attitude.
~ Judith M. Knowlton~
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
My character
The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character.
~Isabelle Eberhardt~
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~Isabelle Eberhardt~
Smile
A smile is the lighting system of the face, the cooling system of the head and the heating system of the heart.
~ Author Unknown ~
~ Author Unknown ~
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Happy Family
The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.
~Theodore Hesburgh~
~Theodore Hesburgh~
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Existence
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everywhere there is joy and delight.
everywhere there is joy and delight.
Watch existence,
Listen to existence and become part of it.
~Osho
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Sollution to an Arguement
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THE SHOEBOX
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.
They had shared everything. They had talked about everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
Old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had
Cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said
she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took
down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
she agreed that it was time that he should know what was
in the box. When he opened it, he found two knitted dolls
and a stack of money totaling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents.
'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me
the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that
if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and knit a doll.'
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two
precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two
times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness.
'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the dolls, but what about all of this money?
Where did it come from?'
'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls.'
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.
They had shared everything. They had talked about everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
Old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had
Cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said
she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took
down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
she agreed that it was time that he should know what was
in the box. When he opened it, he found two knitted dolls
and a stack of money totaling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents.
'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me
the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that
if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and knit a doll.'
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two
precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two
times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness.
'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the dolls, but what about all of this money?
Where did it come from?'
'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls.'
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
THE MANY FACES OF LIFE- The Gift
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My mother is a champion – strong and determined. What I discovered only recently, however, is just how much courage she really does have to her credit. This I realised when she was suddenly faced with the greatest challenge of her entire life...
It was 6th September 2000 – a day that will always be imprinted on my mind. My mother was unusually quiet that morning, when we left for school. I had the strangest feeling, almost like a premonition, that there was something wrong in our home.
Could I be mistaken?
We have always been a close, well – adjusted family in which we regard my mother as the centre of our lives. I realised that my father was not himself either. He seemed troubled, somehow, as thought he was carrying a weight on his shoulders that he was not sharing with me. I knew that he adored my mother – why then, did I sense a tension earlier on at the breakfast table? A few minutes later, we were at school and I decided that perhaps I was reading too much into the situation and put these concerns out of my mind.
That afternoon I found out that my instincts were correct. My mother looked pale and I sensed that she was wrestling with something deep and serious. I even thought that she had been crying but could not be absolutely sure. I was about to find out – my mom called me to the lounge and by the expression of her face, I realised that she wanted me to be strong.
Her face was sad and her voice as shaky. I could see she was doing her best to stay in control. For a moment she stared out of the window as though searching for the right words and when they came, it was like a bolt of lightning – she had discovered a lump in her breast and was now waiting for the pathologist’s report on which so much depended. The nauseating reality began to dawn on me – my mother, who was the most precious person in the world, could have cancer!
I looked at her with disbelief. Alarmed at my shocked reaction, she tried to reassure me that nothing had been determined yet but it was necessary that being the eldest, I would have to be prepared to take the responsibility in her absence just in case she required immediate surgery. At that point I could no longer fight back my fear and sobbed uncontrollably. I remember that my mother was consoling me but it should have been the other way around.
The next day was the longest day I have ever experienced at school. The uncertainty had turned my stomach into a knot finally, the bell rang and as usual, my mom had come to collect me. I could no longer contain my fears. I demanded to know the results of the tests. My bluntness startled her, but she understood. Quietly she confirmed that she did indeed have the ‘dreaded disease” I felt sick with shock but my mom stayed calm and in control. At that moment I felt enormous admiration for her spirit and courage.
A year and a half has passed since that daunting day. It is said that you only really appreciate what you have when you face the possibility of losing someone close to you. I see my mother differently now – we have grown closer as a family and I believe that we appreciate her far more than we did before. She went through a great deal of discomfort during her chemotherapy and radiotherapy treatments and although it made her very ill, she never complained or stopped being our mom.
Thankfully, my mother has survived this threat on her life although she will always have to be on the alert. For this reason she still continues with Aredia therapy although her condition stabilised. All of this she accepts bravely and is grateful to be given a second chance. In fact, we have all learned from my mom’s experience to regard life as a special gift, never to be taken for granted.
For anyone who thinks there is no hope in the world and that giving up is the only option in the face of a crisis, my mother is living proof that faith, courage and humour can overcome any obstacles.
This is my mother – I am so proud of her.
Basil Charalambous
March 2002
Could I be mistaken?
We have always been a close, well – adjusted family in which we regard my mother as the centre of our lives. I realised that my father was not himself either. He seemed troubled, somehow, as thought he was carrying a weight on his shoulders that he was not sharing with me. I knew that he adored my mother – why then, did I sense a tension earlier on at the breakfast table? A few minutes later, we were at school and I decided that perhaps I was reading too much into the situation and put these concerns out of my mind.
That afternoon I found out that my instincts were correct. My mother looked pale and I sensed that she was wrestling with something deep and serious. I even thought that she had been crying but could not be absolutely sure. I was about to find out – my mom called me to the lounge and by the expression of her face, I realised that she wanted me to be strong.
Her face was sad and her voice as shaky. I could see she was doing her best to stay in control. For a moment she stared out of the window as though searching for the right words and when they came, it was like a bolt of lightning – she had discovered a lump in her breast and was now waiting for the pathologist’s report on which so much depended. The nauseating reality began to dawn on me – my mother, who was the most precious person in the world, could have cancer!
I looked at her with disbelief. Alarmed at my shocked reaction, she tried to reassure me that nothing had been determined yet but it was necessary that being the eldest, I would have to be prepared to take the responsibility in her absence just in case she required immediate surgery. At that point I could no longer fight back my fear and sobbed uncontrollably. I remember that my mother was consoling me but it should have been the other way around.
The next day was the longest day I have ever experienced at school. The uncertainty had turned my stomach into a knot finally, the bell rang and as usual, my mom had come to collect me. I could no longer contain my fears. I demanded to know the results of the tests. My bluntness startled her, but she understood. Quietly she confirmed that she did indeed have the ‘dreaded disease” I felt sick with shock but my mom stayed calm and in control. At that moment I felt enormous admiration for her spirit and courage.
A year and a half has passed since that daunting day. It is said that you only really appreciate what you have when you face the possibility of losing someone close to you. I see my mother differently now – we have grown closer as a family and I believe that we appreciate her far more than we did before. She went through a great deal of discomfort during her chemotherapy and radiotherapy treatments and although it made her very ill, she never complained or stopped being our mom.
Thankfully, my mother has survived this threat on her life although she will always have to be on the alert. For this reason she still continues with Aredia therapy although her condition stabilised. All of this she accepts bravely and is grateful to be given a second chance. In fact, we have all learned from my mom’s experience to regard life as a special gift, never to be taken for granted.
For anyone who thinks there is no hope in the world and that giving up is the only option in the face of a crisis, my mother is living proof that faith, courage and humour can overcome any obstacles.
This is my mother – I am so proud of her.
Basil Charalambous
March 2002
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
The Rain
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A little girl had been shopping with her Mom. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.
It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.. We all stood there, under the awning.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerised by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,' she said.
'What?' Mom asked.
'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.
'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.
This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain..'
'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.
'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?'
'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ' If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything! '
The entire crowd stopped dead silent.. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerised by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,' she said.
'What?' Mom asked.
'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.
'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.
This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain..'
'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.
'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?'
'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ' If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything! '
The entire crowd stopped dead silent.. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.
Leadership
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Gifted leadership occurs when heart and head--feeling and thought--meet. These are the two winds that allow a leader to soar.
~Daniel Goleman,~
~Daniel Goleman,~
Monday, November 15, 2010
Caring
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Never believe that a few caring people cant't change the world. For, indeed, they are the only ones who ever have.
~Margaret Mead~
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Joys and Sorrows
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We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
~Kahlil Gibran~
Painting by Kahlil Gibran on joys and sorrows.
We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
~Kahlil Gibran~
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Tippi
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This French girl, Tippi, was born in Nairobi, Africa
In 1990. Grew up in the jungles with her parents who
Are wild life photographers. They documented her life
With the animals. She went back toFrance
Here are some pics, WOW. Isn't it heaven on earth
Or not!? I'm impressed.
Author unknown
In 1990. Grew up in the jungles with her parents who
Are wild life photographers. They documented her life
With the animals. She went back to
Here are some pics, WOW. Isn't it heaven on earth
Or not!? I'm impressed.
Author unknown
Kindness
If you were arrested for kindness, would there be enough evidence to convict you?
~ Unknown~
Friday, November 12, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Enthusiasm
The worst bankruptcy in the world is the person who has lost his enthusiasm.
~H.W. Arnold~
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Universal Nature
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Nature is none other than God in things... Animals and plants are living effects of Nature; Whence all of God is in all things. ... All things are in the Universe, and the universe is in all things: we in it, and it in us; in this way everything concurs in a perfect unity. ... Before anything else the One must exist eternally; from his power derives everything that always is or will ever be. (Giordano Bruno, 1585)
Sunday, November 7, 2010
He exists
God is more truly imagined than expressed, and He exists more truly than He is imagined. ~Saint Augustine~
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Rowing
"When you row another person across the river, you get there yourself." - ~Fortune Cookie~
Friday, November 5, 2010
The Crocodile Whisperer
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If you thought the legend of the horse whisperer was impressive, here's an animal tale with even more
bite.
bite.
Rather than trying to tame wild stallions, fearless Costa Rican fisherman Chito prefers a playful
wrestle in the water with his best pal Pocho - a deadly 17ft crocodile.
wrestle in the water with his best pal Pocho - a deadly 17ft crocodile.
The 52-year-old daredevil draws gasps of amazement from onlookers by wading chest-deep into
the water, then whistling for his 980lb buddy - and giving him anaffectionate hug.
the water, then whistling for his 980lb buddy - and giving him anaffectionate hug.
Chito made friends with the croc after finding him with a gunshot wound on the banks of the
Central American state's Parismina river 20 years ago.
He had been shot in the left eye by a cattle farmer and was close to death.
But Chito enlisted the help of several pals to load the massive reptile into his boat.
He says: "When I found Pocho in the river he was dying, so I brought him into my house.
"He was very skinny, weighing only around 150 lb. I gave him chicken and fish and medicine
for six months to help him recover.
"I stayed by Pocho's side while he was ill, sleeping next to him at night. I just wanted
him to feel that somebody loved him, that not all humans are bad.
"It meant a lo tof sacrifice. I had to be there every day. I love all animals - especially
ones that have suffered." It took years before Chito felt that Pocho had bonded with him enough to get closer to the animal.
Central American state's Parismina river 20 years ago.
He had been shot in the left eye by a cattle farmer and was close to death.
But Chito enlisted the help of several pals to load the massive reptile into his boat.
He says: "When I found Pocho in the river he was dying, so I brought him into my house.
"He was very skinny, weighing only around 150 lb. I gave him chicken and fish and medicine
for six months to help him recover.
"I stayed by Pocho's side while he was ill, sleeping next to him at night. I just wanted
him to feel that somebody loved him, that not all humans are bad.
"It meant a lo tof sacrifice. I had to be there every day. I love all animals - especially
ones that have suffered." It took years before Chito felt that Pocho had bonded with him enough to get closer to the animal.
He says: "After a decade I started to work with him. At first it was slow, slow. I played with
him a bit, slowly doing more. "Then I found out that when I called his name he would come over to me."
At one point during his recovery, Chito left the croc in a lake near his house.. But as he turned to
walk away, to his amazement Pocho got out of the water and began to follow him home.Chito recalls:
"That convinced me the crocodile could be tame." But when he first fearlessly waded into the water with the giant reptile his family was so horrified they couldn't bear to watch. So instead, he took to splashing
around with Pocho when they were asleep.
Four years ago Chito showed some of his tricks to friends, including getting the animal to close his eyes on command, and they convinced him to go public with a show.
him a bit, slowly doing more. "Then I found out that when I called his name he would come over to me."
At one point during his recovery, Chito left the croc in a lake near his house.. But as he turned to
walk away, to his amazement Pocho got out of the water and began to follow him home.Chito recalls:
"That convinced me the crocodile could be tame." But when he first fearlessly waded into the water with the giant reptile his family was so horrified they couldn't bear to watch. So instead, he took to splashing
around with Pocho when they were asleep.
Four years ago Chito showed some of his tricks to friends, including getting the animal to close his eyes on command, and they convinced him to go public with a show.
Now he swims and plays with Pocho as well as feeding him at the lake near his home in the lowland tropical town of Sarapiqui.
The odd couple have now become a major tourist attraction, with several tour operators, including Crocodile Adventures, taking visitors on touring cruises to see the pair.
On the Crocodile Adventures website it describes the spectacle as: "One of the most
amazing things that no cruise ship passenger will want to miss, the adventure
show between the man and the crocodile."
amazing things that no cruise ship passenger will want to miss, the adventure
show between the man and the crocodile."
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Life...☆★.☆★
A life lived with integrity - even if it lacks the trappings of fame and fortune, is a shinning star in whose light others may follow in the years to come. `Dennis Waitley~☆★.☆★
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Grattitude
I give thanks to all that I have and to all my experiences. Life is good and full of Love.
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