Saturday, August 30, 2014
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Puzzle Pieces of Life
A note to myself, on how Gratitude has been the best Attitude.
I am so
grateful for this moment, for today, for my life. Every day is magical, and
every day a wonderful lesson. The biggest lesson I have learned is the gain and
the comfort of gratitude. Practicing gratefulness has given me such beautiful results,
and has opened my heart to cope so much better.
My latest practice has been to be grateful for my challenges.
When faced
with a challenge, I pray and say I am grateful, as I know I do not face this
alone, and the assistance of God, Angels and my guides are with me. I pray to
be alert to the answers as they are given to me so I can take the appropriate action.
I humbly testify , I am so grateful to see that my faith never fails me.
During
challenging times, I thank for this challenge as I know it is part of my karma,
to face it and dissolve it. I surrender to it, and by being grateful, it is
such a wonderful way to see it as growth, and not punishment.
I am
grateful that through this practice, I have been able to love myself, my inner
child, and continue to see the goodness in all relationships. I am so grateful
that I am aware of this gift, which has been a part of me since I was a young
girl. I am so grateful that I did try to rebel, and I am so grateful to have
experienced to go against myself is something that does not work.
I am
grateful that now I can feel anger, but not stay angry. I can see deceit, but
not be deceitful. I can see unfairness, but not been dragged down to do same. I am so grateful for the Love in my heart. I
am so grateful that I have been given the courage to accept it who I am, soft,
loving, accepting, and through all this to see when I am being manipulated, or
played, but not get involved in the game. I am grateful I have not allowed negative
comments to change me into a sour and bitter woman.
Most of all,
I have experienced that being grateful for the difficult times is a great
healer. For example when I am faced with
a manipulative situation, I say to myself, thank you Lord, for showing me this
situation, thank you for helping me not to allow myself to be dragged into this
drama, and thank you for showing me how to deal with and learn from it. Thank
you for teaching me detachment and surrendering to what is in the most loving
way. This is how I deal with all my challenges that appear to me. If I feel
challenged and the emotion is there, but it is not clear, once again, I will be
grateful, and ask that I am guided to deal with what I need to learn. I am
grateful that all the answers always appear.
I am so
grateful that right now, and for the past week, I have had to deal with
earache, and blocked ears. I know that
at this moment I am hearing things that I really do not want to. I know that a
lot of this is not loving and harmonious. I know what it is about. I know that
through all this noise there is lots of Love, and this Love once again will
bring healing not only to my physical ears but also to the relationships that
seek it so much.
I am and
remain grateful.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
THE BLACK DOOR OR THE FIRING SQUAD
There's a Middle Eastern story of a spy who had been captured and sentenced
to death by a general of the Persian army. The general had fallen upon a strange
and rather bizarre custom. He permitted the condemned person to make a choice.
He could either face the firing squad or pass through the black door.
As the moment of execution drew near, the general ordered the spy to be
brought before him for a short, final interview, the primary purpose of which
was to receive the answer of the doomed man to the question: "Which shall it be
- the firing squad or the black door?"
This was not an easy question, and the prisoner hesitated, but soon he made
it known that he much preferred the firing squad. Not long thereafter, a volley
of shots in the courtyard announced the grim sentence had been fulfilled. The
general, staring at his boots, turned to his aide and said, "You see how it is
with men; they will always prefer the known way to the unknown. It is
characteristic of people to be afraid of the undefined. And yet I gave him his
choice."
"What lies behind the black door?" asked the aide. "Freedom," replied the
general, "and I've known only a few men brave enough to take it."
Like so many stories out of the Middle East, this one carries a pretty hefty
message. The first is, of course, that we will often choose the familiar, even
if it's undesirable, over the unknown, which might be a wonderful opportunity.
And second, that few people are brave enough to choose freedom.
I'm not saying we should reject the familiar - not by any means. But we
should question the familiar. Just because it's familiar doesn't make it good,
best, or the best thing to do.
When you heard the story about the black door, you probably said to yourself,
"I would have chosen the black door. I would have had nothing to lose; the
firing squad was certain death." And most people would say the same thing. But
actually faced with the choice, would you? How many doors to freedom have we
passed up during our lives because we tend to cling so fiercely to the familiar?
How many times have events come about that we worried and stewed about, even
thought calamitous at the time, and that later proved to be blessings in
disguise? Each of them was a black door through which we passed to greater
freedom. But at the time, we would have chosen to keep things as they were if we
had been given the chance.
At any rate, it's one of those stories that makes for interesting discussion
at the dinner table, or with friends. Tell the story of the black door, and see
what sort of reaction you get.
It's good to remember, if we can, that it is often those things we worry
about and most fear that turn out to be blessings in disguise.
A short story by Paul J. Meyer
A short story by Paul J. Meyer
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Wake up (choir action song: Bergvliet Primary Kindergarten Choir 1997)
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This is the first song I loved and learned when I first arrived in South Africa and went to school at I.H Harris Primary
~♥~
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day .
Oh! Please get up and come and play.
... The birds are singing in the trees,
And you can hear the buzzing bees
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day.
Oh ! Please get up and come and play,
It's much too late to lie in bed,
So hurry you sleepy head
Wash and dress and come on out,
Everyone is up and about.
The cows, and the geese, and the ducks and the sheep,
The tiniest chicken is cheeping, "cheep --cheep"
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day.
Oh ! Please get up and come and play,
A bird, a bee, a butterfly
I'll show you all the things I spy
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
LYRICS (by C. Fletcher
This is the first song I loved and learned when I first arrived in South Africa and went to school at I.H Harris Primary
~♥~
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day .
Oh! Please get up and come and play.
... The birds are singing in the trees,
And you can hear the buzzing bees
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day.
Oh ! Please get up and come and play,
It's much too late to lie in bed,
So hurry you sleepy head
Wash and dress and come on out,
Everyone is up and about.
The cows, and the geese, and the ducks and the sheep,
The tiniest chicken is cheeping, "cheep --cheep"
Wake up! Wake up! It's a lovely day.
Oh ! Please get up and come and play,
A bird, a bee, a butterfly
I'll show you all the things I spy
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
LYRICS (by C. Fletcher
Thursday, July 11, 2013
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When the past calls, let it go to voicemail, believe me, it has nothing new to say.
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100% in agreement.
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Puzzle Pieces
When the past calls, let it go to voicemail, believe me, it has nothing new to say.
♥
100% in agreement.
♥
Puzzle Pieces
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