Saturday, June 28, 2008
Overwhelming...
I feel something good that cannot be described yesterday. It felt like light permeated my whole being yesterday. My heart did not beat any faster and yet it had a constant, steady rhythm that I've not felt for quite a long. It felt like I was free again to walk the roads that I like, forest pathways that I trekked, waterfalls that I loved, and life that I lived. It felt so good that I forgot myself, this dreary life, the challenges that it has thrown and love that I have lost. I have been given a new adventure. A moment to treasure for all eternity. I felt beyond any comprehension, overwhelmed...
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Events, good or bad?
Well, I've been increasing exposed to events that made me rethink my moral standings. If thats not enough, I think I'm reframing some of them in my mind as I'm going through these chain of wonderful happenings. So, this is something that I've been pondering upon and I chanced upon this wonderful piece of gem in my journey. For you;
There are no principles; only events,
There is no good or bad; there are only circumstances,
The superior man espouses events and circumstances in order to guide them.
If there were principles and fixed laws, nations would not change them as we change our shirts and a man can not be expected to be wiser than an entire nation.
HONORE DE BALZAC
1799-1850
There are no principles; only events,
There is no good or bad; there are only circumstances,
The superior man espouses events and circumstances in order to guide them.
If there were principles and fixed laws, nations would not change them as we change our shirts and a man can not be expected to be wiser than an entire nation.
HONORE DE BALZAC
1799-1850
Living in the present is delicious!
A poem to ponder;
Every day is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new; You who are weary of sorrow and sinning, Here is a beautiful hope for you, A hope for me and a hope for you.
Ah the past things are past and over, The tasks are done, and the tears are shed. Yesterday’s errors let yesterday cover; Yesterday’s wounds, which smarted and bled, Are healed with the healing which night has shed.
Here are the skies all burnished brightly; Here is the spent earth all reborn; Here are the tired limbs springing lightly, To face the sun and to share with the morn, In the chrism of dew and the cool of dawn.
Every day is a fresh beginning, Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow and the older sinning, And puzzles forecasted, and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.
Every day is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new; You who are weary of sorrow and sinning, Here is a beautiful hope for you, A hope for me and a hope for you.
Ah the past things are past and over, The tasks are done, and the tears are shed. Yesterday’s errors let yesterday cover; Yesterday’s wounds, which smarted and bled, Are healed with the healing which night has shed.
Here are the skies all burnished brightly; Here is the spent earth all reborn; Here are the tired limbs springing lightly, To face the sun and to share with the morn, In the chrism of dew and the cool of dawn.
Every day is a fresh beginning, Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow and the older sinning, And puzzles forecasted, and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.
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