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We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.'"In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing."Antonio Porchia...We are all wanderers on this earth. Our hearts are full of wonder, and our souls are deep with dreams...Don't Ever be someone's Slogan Because YOU ARE poetry!!!!do not try to post fliers. I do not accept them as comments. Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. A time of Peace! If the messege is in the music, what is your messege?..

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Anyone who has never had a single parking ticket in thier life! ballers, hippies, smokers, rappers, thugs....you know...all the BAD boyz! a girl needs a jump off, too! Mahatma Gandhi went from city to city, village to village collecting funds for the Charkha Sangh. During one of his tours he addressed a meeting in Orissa. After his speech a poor old woman got up. She was bent with age, her hair was grey and her clothes were in tatters. The volunteers tried to stop her, but she fought her way to the place where Gandhiji was sitting. "I must see him," she insisted and going up to Gandhiji touched his feet. Then from the folds of her sari she brought out a copper coin and placed it at his feet. Gandhiji picked up the copper coin and put it away carefully. The Charkha Sangh funds were under the charge of Jamnalal Bajaj. He asked Gandhiji for the coin but Gandhiji refused. "I keep cheques worth thousands of rupees for the Charkha Sangh," Jamnalal Bajaj said laughingly "yet you won't trust me with a copper coin." "This copper coin is worth much more than those thousands," Gandhiji said. "If a man has several lakhs and he gives away a thousand or two, it doesn't mean much. But this coin was perhaps all that the poor woman possessed. She gave me all she had. That was very generous of her. What a great sacrifice she made. That is why I value this copper coin more than a crore of rupees."

My Blog

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Native Wisdom A Grandfather from the Cherokee Nation was talking with his grandson. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves." "One wo...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 22:54:00 GMT

Another Story...

A young, poor cartoon artist had a passionate dream of having his cartoons reach the lives of millions of people. He went to over eight of his local newspaper offices to speak with the editors about g...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 00:56:00 GMT

who really knows you??

I rarely repost things asking people to reply to a bunch of random questions but i did this one time and this was the best response that i got. It made me laugh and brought a tear to my eye withi...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jun 2006 08:16:00 GMT