Posts Tagged ‘Inspiring’
Life Still Has A Meaning
If there is a future there is time for mending-
Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-
If you’re looking forward to a new tomorrow.
If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-
When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.
Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-
If there is time for praying there is time for healing.
So if through your window there is a new day breaking-
Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,
If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-
There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.
Jason McElwain’s Game of His Life
“Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance.”-Samuel Johnson
A champion is someone who gets up, even when he can’t.”- Jack Dempsey
Late
I never had the so called ‘friends’ back then,
Maybe its because I was never talented and looked like a timid hen.
Whenever our teacher asks for someone to recite,
I was always nervous and tremulous with fright,
Though she was trying to be polite.
Some children of my age didn’t noticed me,
I was never likable nor attractive, you see.
I could still remember that someone would just approach me suddenly,
Then back off and leave me alone whenever he pleases to be.
That’s what bothers me now,
That I never got to have ‘friends’ and mingle with them somehow.
I pity myself for not being approachable,
For I am suffering the consequences, and regret them all.
But I just can never bring back the time,
And just blame myself for commiting such ‘crime’.
That’s why how I wish it’s not yet too late,
For me to change, and to be better mate.
The House of 1000 Mirrors
Japanese Folktale
Long ago in a small, far away village, there was a place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the house, he thought to himself, “This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often.”
The Beach-Ball Effect
Debbie Ford
From Why Good People Do Bad Things: How To Stop Being Your Own Worst Enemy
Every aspect of ourselves that we’ve denied, every thought and feeling that we’ve deemed unacceptable and wrong, eventually makes itself known in our lives. When we are busy building a business, creating a family, or taking care of those we love, when we are too busy to pay attention to our emotions, we have to hide our dark impulses and shame-filled qualities, which leaves us at risk for an external explosion. In a matter of minutes, when we least expect it, a rejected or unwanted aspect of ourselves can pop up and destroy our lives, our reputations, and all of our hard work. This is what I call the Beach-Ball Effect.
Think of the amount of energy it takes to hold an inflated beach ball underwater for an extended period of time. The moment you relax or take your attention away from keeping it submerged, the ball will bounce back up and splash water in your face. The Beach-Ball Effect is at work when you have suppressed something deep within your psyche, stored it in the recesses of your subconscious, and then, just when you think everything is going your way, something happens: You send a slanderous e-mail to the wrong colleague. You get lured into betraying someone you love for a night of meaningless passion. You get behind the wheel of a car after having three drinks and get arrested for drunk driving. You get caught dipping into your family’s trust fund. You fly off into a rage in front of your new lover. You make an inappropriate comment that costs you your job. You blow an important deadline right before your big review. You haul off and hit your child in a moment of frustration. In other words, the beach ball-your repressed urges and your unprocessed pain-pops up and hits you in the face, sabotaging your dreams, robbing you of your dignity, and leaving you drenched in shame.
How many more blatant acts of self-sabotage do we have to witness to understand the devastating effects of denying and suppressing our unprocessed emotional garbage?
Don Imus is a perfect example. Here is a man who worked hard to become one of the biggest radio and TV celebrities in the country over the course of thirty-five years. His entire career was based on communication. And in less than one minute the career he had spent years building was destroyed. The beach ball bounced up and hit him in the face.
Free To Soar
Lessons From Life, Chapter 12 – Free To Soar – Wayne B. Lynn
One windy spring day, I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing in the heady atmosphere above the earth. As the strong winds gusted against the kites, a string kept them in check. Instead of blowing away with the wind, they arose against it to achieve great heights. They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow, facing upward and against the wind. As the kites struggled and trembled against the string, they seemed to say, “Let me go! Let me go! I want to be free!” They soared beautifully even as they fought the imposed restriction of the string. Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose. “Free at last” it seemed to say. “Free to fly with the wind.”
Divine Eyes
by Debbie Ford
Divine consciousness and human consciousness co-exist within each of us. Most of us are unaware that, although we are living a human experience, we have access to higher levels of consciousness at every moment of our lives. When we access these higher levels of consciousness, we open up to a divine experience that alters the way we see our lives and the trials and tribulations of our everyday human experience.
This was certainly true for Mark, a man in his late fifties who is now retired. In his youth, Mark was a hotshot Miami attorney – a force to be reckoned with. He was known for his genius and his ruthlessness. He was thought of as strong willed, bright, and in charge. He used his force and his wisdom to bully people. His knowledge of the law propelled him to the top of his field. When he wasn’t tending to his clients’ business, he was taking care of his own vendettas. His driving commitment was to get even with the people he felt had wronged him. Mark spent 25 years of his life making choices from his humanity, not knowing that these choices would ultimately rob him of his life force, disempower him, and take away his right to live a happy life. In fact, his attachment to his personal battles cost him his passion and fulfillment.
Then one day, at the conclusion of yet another battle, Mark broke down. He realized that it no longer mattered if he won or lost. At the end of any of his lawsuits, he was left feeling drained, tired, and unfulfilled. There was no glory, no real resolution, and no contentment to be found in these shallow pursuits. In this moment of grace, Mark woke up and realized that his victories were hollow and his losses devastating. He could no longer continue making choices from that place inside him that was interested only in getting even.
In a grand gesture, Mark closed his law practice and put away his law degree. Shamed by his obsessive behavior, Mark turned to a higher source for guidance. To his great surprise, the answers he sought came easily. He saw that there was a greater source of justice in the world than himself and that the divine path was the road to glory and the human path was the road to grief. He realized that when he stepped back from his grievances and took the high road, he served not only himself but his entire family and his community at large.
I asked Mark to make a list of what living from his humanity had brought him. His list looked like this:
- Financial security
- A great reputation
- Success
- Stress
- Aggravation
- Emotional turmoil
- Inner conflict
- Anger
- Grief
- Disappointment
- Resignation
- Emptiness
As he made the list, Mark could see that even though he was an outward success, he was an inner mess. He learned that if he accepted that there was a power greater, wiser, and more just than his own – and if he made his choices based in that power – he got rewards he had never imagined. I then asked Mark to list what he would have in his life if he chose from his divinity. His list looked like this:
- Peace of mind
- Self-esteem
- More time to spend on community projects
- More time with my family
- Time and energy to be creative and productive
- A more loving heart
- A greater appreciation for my time and energy
Mark began to take a wider view of his life and his options. He now lives each day with the understanding that as humans, we have so much potential to grow, expand, and contribute to the lives of those we come in contact with, and we have only a limited amount of time in which to do it. He learned the hard way that when we spend our time criticizing, blaming, judging, and making the world around us wrong, we are in fact choosing to live at a level of consciousness where grief resides and discontent breeds. He shared with me the wisdom that his experience gave him. He saw that when we are spending time on the little picture, we have no time left to devote to the big picture. The big picture includes not only ourselves but also the world around us. Mark understood that choosing to act from his highest self might mean that sometimes he has to turn the other cheek or give up his position.
An Angel
by Sarah Lionberger
I started out an angel
The one you couldn’t hate
Then the angel turned mortal
And made a few mistakes
I soon could not be trusted
Or so my loved ones thought
They do not understand
The pain and suffering they’ve brought
Little do they know
Of the ones I’ve learned to love
Who do not see the mask I wear
When I am truly hurt at heart
They give me the strength and courage
To make it through the day
And face what problems might conspire
If I’m not the angel so many have come to desire
This angel is sick of the disguise
And wants everyone to know
That she is not all that wise
For this angel is also human
And is allowed some mistakes
But should not be cast down
For the problems that she makes
For you see with every problem comes a solution
And with every solution a lesson to be learned
That whoever you are
And whatever you do
You are only expected to be you



