Bright eyed and eager setting forth

I saw the ghosts of those like me

Happy to spend all waking hours

And dream of setting young minds free.

 

To plot and plan was their delight

To make the learning full of fun

To watch the children grow like seeds

Their petals facing to the sun.

 

But where are all those gardeners now?

Where is the rake? Where is the hoe?

Where is the tender loving care

With time to let the children grow?

No time to finish what's begun

No time to lend a listening ear.

It's very scientific now

The plants are measured every year!

The sunflower flops, it needs support

The wilting flower must wilt away.

"Tomorrow she will be this us

The watering can's not ours today".

"Untried maybe but never mind"

The Owner says "The Plan is good"

The Gardener's filled in all her forms,

The Gardener's doing as she should.

Head Gardener, busy with her notes

Arranging this year's Flower Show,

Has hardly noticed how some plants

Are finding that it's hard to grow.

 

The Gardener is feeling sad

Unhappy with her garden too

"This garden's getting full of weeds

This isn't what she came to do".

Yet those who's head will rule their heart

Will say "I did the best I could.

And really it is not all bad,

Some plants are growing, as they should".

But those who's hearts will rule their head

Will wonder how they'll meet the eye

Of child, when man, when he will ask

"How could you stand and watch me die?"

And some will leave for fresher fields,

God's garden, lilies in the wood.

And rediscover nature's ways

Where all is growing as it should.

They'll find out there the world is kind

The rubbish has been left behind.

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Our only limitations are our fears.

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We have so much love in this world,

and we have so much love in our hearts,

and sometimes we forget.

Sometimes we think there isn't enough,

or there is just a small amount.

So we hoard what we have,

or we are afraid to let it go.

We are afraid to let it out.

But those of us who are willing to learn,

realise that the more love we allow to flow out from us,

the more there is within us and the more we receive.

It is endless and timeless.

Love is really the most powerful healing force that there is.

Without love we could not survive at all.

If little ting babies are not given love and affection,

they wither and die.

Most of us think we can survive without love,

but we cannot.

Love for ourselves is the power that heals us.

Practice as much as you can.

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Link to Positive Pause website

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There's a spare place at the table

Where you used to eat with me

The Spurs mug's never out now

That you used to drink your tea

The Bed seems so much bigger now

That I'm sleeping all alone

The clock says 6:45 am

But I know you'll not come home

The sofa has a dent in it

Where you used to rest your arm

The clock upstairs.. just a radio

And not your walk alarm

No football on the tele now

Nor fishing, golf or rugby

Watching's not the same anymore

That you're no longer with me

I seem to be quite normal

From a strangers point of view

Inside my heart is breaking

Every tome I think of you

But there's a new star up in heaven

Clearly visible in the velvet sky

Its beauty shines so brightly

It makes me want to cry

But they are only selfish tears

Because you really are alright

I know you're with friends and family

When I talk to you at night

Your non-stop jokes and laughter

Keep running through my mind

It's like you're still here with me

But just a step behind

As long as I have memories

You're never for away

And I know we'll be together again

At the closing of my day

So keep your starlight shining

So I can see you every night

By guiding light to heaven

Sleep well my love, goodnight.

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Solutions have a way of presenter themselves.

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Take time to think; it is the source of power.

Take time to need; it is the foundation of wisdom

 

Take time to play; it is the secret of staying young.

Take time to be quiet; it is the opportunity to seek thy soul.

 

Take time to be aware; it is the opportunity to help others.

Take time to love and be loved; it is God's greatest gift.

 

Take time to laugh; it is the music of the soul.

Take time to be friendly; it is the road to happiness.

 

Take time to dream; it is what the future is made of.

Take time to meditate; it is the greatest power on earth.

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Talking

(Touch)

 

Far better to talk to each other than talk about each other

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1. Thou shalt not be perfect or even try to be.

2. Thou shalt not try to be all things to all people.

3. Thou shalt sometimes leave things undone that ought to be done.

4. Thou shalt not spread thyself too thinly.

5. Thou shalt learn to say "No",

6. Thou shalt schedule time for thyself and for your supportive network.

7. Thou shalt switch off and do nothing regularly.

8. Thou shalt be boring, untidy, inelegant, and unattractive, at times.

9. Thou shalt not even feel guilt.

10. Especially, thou shalt not be thine own worst enemy

      but be thine own best friend.

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It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. 

I want to know what you ache for, and if you are to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

 

It doesn't interest me how old you are.

I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

 

It doesn't me what planets are squaring your moon.

I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

 

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

 

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.

I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

 

I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

 

I want to know if you can live with failure, your and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"

 

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.

I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

 

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here.

I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

 

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.

I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

 

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

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O Thou, the Breath, the Light of All,

Let this Light create a heart-shrine within.

And you Counsel rule 'til Oneness guides all'.

Your One desire then acts with ours, as in all light, so in all forms.

Grant what we need, each day, in bread and insight.

Loose the cords of mistakes binding us, as we release the strands we hold of other's faults.

Don't let surface things delude us.

But keep us from unripe acts.

To you belongs the ruling mind,

the life than can act and do,

the song that beautifies all,

from age to age it renews.

In faith, I will to be true.

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When you get what you want

in your struggle for self,

And the world makes you king for a day;

Just go to the mirror and look at yourself,

And see what that man has to say.

 

For it isn’t your father or mother or wife,

Whose judgement upon you must pass;

The fellow whose verdict

counts most in your life

Is the one staring back from the glass.

 

You may fool the whole world

down the pathway of years.

And get pats on the back as you pass;

But your final reward

will be heartache and tears,

If you’ve cheated that man in the glass

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Today we have higher buildings and wider highways

But shorter temperaments and narrower points of view.

 

We spend more, but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses, but smaller families.

We have more compromises, but less time.

We have more knowledge, but less judgement.

We have more medicines, but less health.

 

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much.

 

We reached the Moon and came back, but 

we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbours.

We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space.

 

We have higher income, but fewer morals

These are times with more liberty, but less joy.

We have much more food, but less nutrition.

 

These are the days, in which it takes two incomes for each home, 

but divorces increase.

These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes.

THAT IS WHY I PROPOSE, THAT AS OF TODAY,

You do not keep anything for a special occasion, because

everyday that you live is a SPECIAL OCCASION.

 

Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your front porch

and admire the view without paying attention to your needs.

 

Spend more time with your family and friends,

eat your favourite foods,

visit the places you love.

 

Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment;

Not only about survival.

 

Use your crystal goblets.

Do not save your best perfume,

And use it every time you feel you want it.

 

Remove from your vocabulary phrases like "one of these day"

And "someday".

Let's write that letter we thought of writing "one of these days".

 

Let's tell our families and friends how much we love them.

 

Do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life.

Every day, every hour and every minute is special.

 

And you don't know if it will be your last.

 

If you're too busy to take the time to send this message to

someone you love and you tell yourself you will send it "one of these days".

 

Just think .......... "One of these days"

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Time is too slow

For those who wait,

Too swift

For those who fear,

Too long for those who grieve,

Too short

For those who rejoice,

But for those who love,

Time is eternity.

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"To the Believer"

(anonymous)

 

To the believer, no proof is necessary.

To the non-believer, no proof is possible!

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I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock

strikes midnight.  I have responsibilities to fulfil today. 

I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.

Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or

I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.

Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or...

I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my

purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.

Today I can grumble about my health or...

I can rejoice that I am alive.

Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't

give me when I was growing up or...

I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.

Today I can cry because roses have thorns or...

Or can celebrate that thorns have roses.

Today I can mourn my lack of friends or...

I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.

Today I can whine because I have to go to work or...

I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.

Today I can complain because I have to go to school or...

eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new titbits of knowledge.

Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or

I can appreciate that I have a place to call home.

Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. 

And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.

What today will be like is up to me. 

I get to choose what kind of day I will have!

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Teach your children what we have taught our children:

that the earth is our true mother.

Whatever happens to the earth, happens to the children of the earth.

If people spit on the ground, they spit on themselves.

We know:

the earth does not belong to people, but people belong to the earth.

We know:

everything is joined together in some way, like the blood that runs through a family.

Whatever happens to the earth, happens to the children of the earth.

We did not weave the web of life; we are just a strand in it.

Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.

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Life is Love. Enjoy it.

Life is Beauty.  Praise it.

Life is Spirit.  Realise it.

Life is Song. Sing it.

Life is a Mystery.  Unfold it.

Life is a Challenge.  Meet it.

Life is a Goal.  Achieve it.

Life is an Adventure.  Dare it.

Life is a Sorrow. Overcome it.

Life is a Tragedy.  Face it.

Life is a Game.  Play it.

Life is a Duty.  Perform it.

Life is an Opportunity.  Take it.

Life is a Struggle.  Fight it.

Life is a Journey.  Complete it.

Life is a Puzzle.  Solve it.

Life is a Promise.  Fulfil it.

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When things go wrong as they sometime will,

When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,

When the funds are low, ad the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit;

Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Success is failure, turned inside out,

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

If may be near when is seems afar,

So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;

It's when things go wrong that, you mustn't quit.

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Everything you do is a statement of who you are.

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There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift, that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold onto the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, 

push off into the middle of the river, 

keep our eyes open, 

and our heads above the water.

 

And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
WE ARE THE ONES WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

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Please Follow Them

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Far beyond the sky

You are there I know

Above the clouds on high

One day I'll find you there

 

Alone I stay behind

Alone for just how long?

With you always on my mind

And love just gaining time

 

You're not here

 

Long lone time ago

When we were oh so young

I just held your hand

Had our life just begun

 

You were born for me

Always to be mine

Never just to know

How much you meant to me

 

And time will never heal

The love that I have lost

The love I felt for you

Is a life how much it cost

 

You're not here

You're not here

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