Can we help Nature survive??

If we unbalance Nature, human kind will suffer. Furthermore, we must consider future generations: a clean environment is a human right like any other. It is therefore part of our responsibility towards others to ensure that the world we pass on is as healthy as, if not healthier than we found it.

-His Holiness the Dalai Lama

something I read recently which I appreciated...

"This is my path and my offering. No is the lock and Yes the Key. Saying No to Love wreaks havoc on our bodies, minds, and spirits. In consciously saying *Yes* to Love, we say Yes to Life, and all else in beauty follows, all else in goodness flows.
I choose Love. I choose radiance. I choose Yes! This is some of who I Be."

Too normal for the Weirdos and too weird for the normals!!?

Some days, I just feel like I just don't belong. I met someone one day who I thought would be a great match,
but nope, I was too weird for her. Then more recently, I meet somebody else and we go out on a date, ...again, nope, she's way too weird for me! Believe me, she was "out there"!! It's an interesting dilemna and sometimes I hate it. Maybe, working nights has changed me and I have lost touch...?? Mia Culpa? Or perhaps I have always been this way. I think that is more likely. I find it interesting that how we perceive ourselves and how others perceive us is sometimes so different that the contrast is almost blinding! This is something that I don't think we always recognize at the time. I am just now revisiting it myself, after a brief hiatus. Has anyone experienced anything like this before or even know what I am talking about here?!

Words to live by??

Learn as if you were going to live forever...

Live as if you were going to die tomorrow!

Good advice or not??

So you think you KNOW the truth about it...?

Fight for your opinions, but do not believe that they contain the whole truth, or the only truth.

My thoughts about ...

Laughter liberates and laughter uplifts. When laughter comes into a life, nothing is too difficult, nothing can defeat us. We can survive the noonday sun and the darkness of death and the grinding boredom of dailiness and still find life exhilarating. Other things in life change color like chameleons on plaid, but laughter is always ornament, always grace.

Once we learn to laugh and play, we will have come closer to understanding our laughing, playing God. The God of ridiculous promises is a God who laughs, a God to be laughed at and laughed with, until that moment when all pain washes away and only the laughter of God is left to be heard in the heavens.