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“The very act of creating means to explore. And when we dare to explore, very often curiosity becomes our guide, taking us down paths we may never have thought to travel. Our heart leads the way and soon we find ourselves living life as we dreamed it. We reach new heights, arriving at the greatest destinations of our creativity. Someone once said: Don’t let the music die inside of you. It’s a call to action to let your passion out and go with it, wherever it may lead. A venture to... read more Forgiving Self Forgiving Others Thinking Good Thoughts Wishing Others Well Appreciating Others Spreading Good Will Bringing Light Being Light Building People Up Letting Go of the Past Taking Personal Responsibility Having Faith and Hope Believing in Possibilities Appreciating Mystery Staying in Openness Looking Inward for Solutions Self-Confidence Entertaining Positive Thoughts Empowering Others Thinking Symbolically Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than y... read more
For whatever reason, I was moved to make a list of things I'm reading/thinking about/listening to. There is more, of course, but these are some things that are involving me to one degree or another right now.
Wed, August 17, 2005 - 2:06 AM
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Current/Ongoing Reading (books): Robert Heinlein - The Moon is a Harsh Mistress John O'Donohue - Anam Cara John O'Donohue - Divine Beauty Thomas Moore - The Soul of Sex Kevin C. Kearns - Dublin Pub Life & Lore Seed/Macy/Fleming/Naess - Thinking Like a Mountain Stephen & O... read more
Beannacht ("Blessing")
Sat, July 16, 2005 - 11:00 AM
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On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, May the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind the grey window And the ghost of loss gets into you, May a flock of colours, indigo, read, green, and azure blue Come to awaken in you a meadow of delight. When the canvas frays in the currach of your thought And a stain of ocean blackens beneath you, May there come across the waters A path of yellow moonlight to bring ... read more
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