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Life is too short for drama & petty things! So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!
If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you and share with you its beauty On the days you're feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call your very own; A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea, But all these things I'm finding are impossible for me. I cannot build a mountain Or catch a rainbow fair, But let me be what I know best, A friend who's always there.
A Thousand Years Ago Today A thousand years ago today, somone moved beyond their own fears and... you were the result. Five hundred years ago today, someone chose to forgive a wrong that, after much struggle and heartbreak they discovered was not beyond forgiveness, and... you were the result. Three hundred years ago today, someone chose to trust and have faith, in spite of overwhelming evidence to the contray... and you were the result. One hundred years ago today, someone chose to commit to telling the truth no matter what... and you were the result. A few years ago someone took a risk, with a smile, a kind word, a phone call, flowers...and you are the result. Now it's your turn. Early in the 31st Century someone will evolve from what you choose to do this very day.

The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

It Must Be October!

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket It Must Be October The harvest moon hangs round and high It dodges clouds high in the sky The stars wink down their love and mirth The Autumn seasons is giving birth Oh it must be October The leaves of red bright gold and brown To Mother earth come tumbling down The breezy nights the ghostly sights The eerie spooky far off sounds Are signs that its October The pumpkin yellow big and round Are carried by costumed clumsy clowns Its Halloween lets celebrate Come one come all and don't be late We know now its October We'll roast and toast some luscious food For apples we'll be bobbin While tales are told around the fire Of timely ghosts and goblins Oh how we love October The moon has grown pale The stars have grown dim Our Halloween party is over With a hi-de-ho homeward we'll go What a delightful month October

First Day of Autumn

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket How silently they tumble down And come to rest upon the ground To lay a carpet, rich and rare, Beneath the trees without a care, Content to sleep, their work well done, Colors gleaming in the sun. At other times, they wildly fly Until they nearly reach the sky. Twisting, turning through the air Till all the trees stand stark and bare. Exhausted, drop to earth below To wait, like children, for the snow.

My Special List

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket MY SPECIAL LIST Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket I have a list of folks I know all written in a book, And every now and then I go and take a look. That is when I realize these names they are a part, not of the book they're written in, but taken from the heart. For each Name stands for someone who has crossed my path sometime, and in that meeting they have become the reason and the rhyme. Although it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim, I really am composed of each remembered name. Although you're not aware of any special link, just knowing you, has shaped my life more than you could think. So please don't think my greeting as just a mere routine, your name was not forgotten in between. For when I send a greeting that is addressed to you, it is because you're on the list of folks I'm indebted to. So whether I have known you for many days or few, in some ways you have a part in shaping things I do. I am but a total of many folks I've met, you are a friend I would prefer never to forget. ~unknown~ Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
Please Look A Little Deeper Please don't judge me by my face, By my religion or my race. Please don't laugh at what I wear, Or how I look or do my hair. Please look a little deeper Way down deep inside, And although you may not see it, I have a lot to hide. Behind my clothes, the secrets lie. Behind my smile, I softly cry. Please look a little deeper, And maybe you'll see, The lonely girl inside me. Please listen carefully to her, She'll show that she's insecure. Please try and be a friend to her, And show her that you care. Please just get to know her, And maybe you'll see, That if you look deep enough You'll see the real me. P.S. A dear friend sent this poem to me...Victoria....hugs my friend...but what I really want to add is that most of the time, inside myself I am saying these words to most of my friends and family...as yet I have not found anyone that actually sees the real me. But I still wait....

When You Meet A Friend

When You Meet A Friend To meet a friend is to open a book there is no need to rush take your time read the pages one by one let the plot unfold as it will each page adds a nuance, a gesture, a word, a scene what will happen next you need to know your lips begin to move you suddenly realize you've become one of the characters in an enthralling life story you can not help yourself the heroine's dreams have become your dreams your lives have become completely intertwined then suddenly you realize with a deep sense of dread you're coming to the end of that wonderful volume but wait do not fear see over there -- stacked up on those shelves -- an infinite number of books by the very same author waiting, ready more stories to be read when you meet a friend…

The Invitation

The Invitation It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare 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 interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre 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 is 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 yours and mine and still stand at 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 centre 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. © Mountaindreaming, from the book The Invitation"
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