Sunday, June 30, 2013
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
I am grateful for forgiveness -
~~~~~~~~~~~~ from A Little Book of Forgiveness, by D. Patrick Miller
I’m attempting to help others become attuned to the frequency of forgiveness: a clear tone of sane guidance in a world filled with the harsh static of fear, confusion and vengeance.
. . . At different times in my life I've tried to change the way that others thought and behaved . . . Only forgiveness has substantially changed me for the better - by making me less angry and self-absorbed . . .
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Resentment is blinding. It limits our perception of what is real (or changing) in the present and shuts down our capacity to envision a happier future. . . . We all change together . . . Anyone can initiate the changes we all need by opening up new territories within his or her mind. . .
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Any person, group, change, accident, or phenomenon of nature that seems to have control over you is a momentary stand-in for God.
. . . The beginning of forgiveness is alertness to false ideas. . . . Only that which is false needs to be released. . . . Then a new life, less limited by habits and prejudices, can surface within you.
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The change happens within you, but comes from beyond you. . . Forgiveness will never rob you of what you truly need.
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To accelerate forgiveness, practice gratefulness.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
I am grateful for opportunities -
We should remember that good fortune often happens when opportunity meets with preparation.”
~ Thomas A. Edison
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Friday, June 14, 2013
Let me say this before rain becomes a utility that they can plan and distribute for money. By "they" I mean the people who cannot understand that rain is a festival, who do not appreciate its gratuity, who think that what has no price has no value, that what cannot be sold is not real, so that the only way to make something actual is to place it on the market. The time will come when they will sell you even your rain. At the moment it is still free, and I am in it. I celebrate its gratuity and its meaninglessness.
. . . Nobody started it, nobody is going to stop it. It will talk as long as it wants, this rain. As long as it talks I am going to listen. . .
Of course the festival of rain cannot be stopped, even in the city. The woman from the delicatessen scampers along the sidewalk with a newspaper over her head. The streets, suddenly washed, became transparent and alive, and the noise of traffic becomes a plashing of fountains. One would think that urban man in a rainstorm would have to take account of nature in its wetness and freshness, its baptism and its renewal. But the rain brings no renewal to the city, on to tomorrow's weather, and the glint of windows in tall buildings will then have nothing to do with the new sky. All "reality" will remain somewhere inside those walls, counting itself and selling itself with fantastically complex determination. Meanwhile the obsessed citizens plunge through the rain bearing the load of their obsessions, slightly more vulnerable than before, but still only barely aware of external realities. They do not see that the streets shine beautifully, that they themselves are walking on stars and water, that they are running in skies to catch a bus or a taxi, to shelter somewhere in the press of irritated humans, the faces of advertisements and the dim, cretinous sound of unidentified music. But they must know that there is wetness abroad. Perhaps they even feel it. I cannot say. Their complaints are mechanical and without spirit.
Naturally no one can believe the things they say about the rain. It all implies one basic lie: only the city is real. That weather, not being planned, not being fabricated, is an impertinence, a wen on the visage of progress. (Just a simple little operation, and the whole mess may become relatively tolerable. Let business make the rain. This will give it meaning.)
~ from Rain and the Rhinoceros, by Thomas Merton
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
I found this Lucky Cat - Maneki Neko - at the Goodwill Thrift Store on Saturday; and since they were having a half-price sale, it was only 50 cents -
I felt very lucky and blessed this weekend - things went better than I expected - there were surprises and good things: good people, good food, good experiences, good weather -
Sunday, June 2, 2013
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