Los70 Humility doesn't mean that I think less of me, it means I think of ME less...... - November 14, 2011 add/view comments (0)

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Be mindful I am currently under life's adolescent construction. Free lancing, however trying to become stable. I am not looking for anyone or anything in hopes that karma will respect me in such a way. I really don`t have anything profound to leave you with except a few thoughts...

Why can't I do the things I've always wanted to do? There is so much that I'm so capable of but don't do it why is that? Well the answer is you are always doing what you want to do always, no one is making you do anything. Once you get that you realize you are free and life is just a series of choices nothing happens to you, you choose.


This is something my brother wrote before he passed away. For those of you who have lost loved ones my heart goes out to you. Time may ease the pain but never the loss. Remember their lives as a blessing. Rest in peace brother....

WITH PATIENCE

I do not wish to be young again, brilliant,or youthfully thin just patient. Enough to appreciate sunrise in the morning, the sound of every spoken word - whether harsh or truly consoling, and to appreciate with grace and temperance the patience it takes to be patient.~J.B.~



To feel forgiven is to feel free to step into the future uncontaminated by the mistakes of the past, encouraged by the knowledge that we can grow and change, and need not repeat the same mistakes again ~ Harold Kushner~


The Starfish

There was a young man walking down a deserted beach just before dawn. In the distance he saw a frail old man. As he approached the old man, he saw him picking up stranded starfish and throwing them back into the sea. The young man gazed in wonder as the old man again and again threw the small starfish from the sand into the water. He asked, Old man why do you spend so much energy doing what seems to be a waste of time? The old man explained that the stranded starfish would die if left in the morning sun. But there must be thousands of beaches and millions of starfish! How can you make a difference? The young man replied. The old man looked down at the small starfish in his hand, and threw it to the safety of the sea, and said, I MAKE A DIFFERENCE TO THIS ONE! ~Anonymous Author~


I will leave you with something I like from William Shakespeare. I don't agree with the context in which this was spoken but I do like the words:



`What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?

A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.

Who buys a minute`s mirth to wail a week?

Or sells eternity to get a toy?

For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?

Or what fond beggar, but to touch the crown,

Would with the sceptre straight be strucken down?