Friday, February 23, 2007

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Desiderata

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 yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann

Friday, February 16, 2007

Walking Down the Memory Lane...

When nights are dark and the pain is bright, the heart travels to the past. On its way it meets many wonderful moments, shakes hands with them, and continues going. And then when it reaches its final destination, time spent with a deceased beloved, it finds itself unable to say a word and comes back to the present through tears.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Rust

by Mary Carolyn Davies

Iron, left in the rain
And fog and dew,
With rust is covered. Pain
Rusts into beauty too.

I know full well that this is so:
I had a heartbreak long ago.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Inescapable Reality

I always believed in fate, but I guess I never really understood the concept. In life you go through so many ups and downs…you’re meant to go through them. If you accept this, it’ll make your life easy. What is to happen will happen, so why fight it? Try to make the best out and of it. “To bear is to conquer our fate.” – Thomas Campbell.