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Definition of Consciousness:
Consciousness is awareness, something we all possess. The big question is whether the brain created the mind or vice versa. I believe the vice versa. In wisdom traditions, consciousness is defined as that which cannot be imagined but makes imagination possible, that which cannot be conceptualized but which makes thinking possible.
In a word, consciousness is our source. We aren’t machines that learned to think. We are thoughts that created a machine to express themselves. Spirituality is about consciousness far more than it is about God. If you can find your source, you will locate your soul.
Proverbs, Poems and anything touching my soul
We live that our souls may grow. The development of the soul is the purpose of existence. - John G. Lake
Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans. - John Lennon
Growth of the soul is our goal, and there are many ways to encourage that growth, such as through love, nature, healing our wounds, forgiveness and service. The soul growths well when giving and receiving love. I nourish my soul daily by loving others and being vulnerable to their love.. Love is , after all, a verb, an action word, not a noun. - Joan Borysenko, Ph.D.
Do what you can, with what you have, right where you are. - Theodore Roosevelt
The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer somebody else up! - Mark Twain
When one door of happines closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us. - Helen Keller
It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it! - Lena Horn, singer
Make it a rule of life never to regret and never look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, you can't build on it, it is good only for wallowing in. - Katherine Mansfield
Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. - Anonymous
If you are not afraid to face the music, you may someday lead the band. - Anonymous
Contentment comes not from getting what you want but from enjoying what you have.
Never be ashamed to admit you were wrong. You are only saying that you are smarter today than you were yesterday. - Dave Gilpin, author
The beaten path is the safest, but the traffic is terrible. - Jeff Taylor, founder of monster.com
The giant oak is just an acorn that held its ground. - Mark Gilroy, author
A true friend is someone who is there for you when he would rather be anywhere else. Len Wein, comic book writer
Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens underneath. Michael Caine, actor
A real friend never gets in your way - -Unless you happen to be on the way down.
A dead-end street is a good place to turn around. - Naomi Judd, singer
Laughter is a tranquilizer with no side effects. - Arnhold H. Glasow
Every life has its dark hours and its cheerful hours. Happiness comes from choosing which to remember. - Author unknown
May I never miss a rainbow or a sunset because I am looking down.....
Security is an illusion. Life is either a daring adventure or it is nothing at all. -Helen Keller
Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding. Albert Einstein
What you think of yourself is much more important than what others think of you.-Seneca
Where the river is deepest, it makes the least noise. - Italian Proverb
Half of the world is on the wrong scent in the pursuit of happiness. They think it consists of having and getting and in being served by others. It consists in giving and in serving others. - Henry Drummond
He who would have nothing to do with thorns must never attempt to gather roses......
The poorest human being has something to give that the richest could not buy. George M. Adams
People who cannot bear to be alone are the worst company. - Albert Guinon
It is said that life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that leave us breathless. A comment underneath one of my questions in Answerbag.com
The wise person questions himself, the fool questions others. - Henry Arnold
"Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful." Unknown
“Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.” Unknown
"Compassion is the ultimate and most meaningful embodiment of emotional maturity. It is through compassion that a person achieves the highest peak and deepest reach in his or her search for self-fulfillment."
God, grant me the courage to change the things I can, the serenity to accept the things I cannot, and the wisdom to know the difference. - Reinhold Niebuhr
A true Story - it touched my heart - and I know it will touch yours..............
by Robert Peterson
She was 6 years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of 3 or 4 miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and she looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
"Hello", she said.
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.
"I'm building", she said.
"I see that. What is it?", I asked, not really caring.
"Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand."
That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes.
A sandpiper glided by.
"That's a joy", the child said.
"It's a what?"
"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come bring us joy".
The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed, my life seemed completely out of balance.
"What's your name?" She wouldn't give up.
"Robert", I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson"
"Mine is Wendy. I am six."
She giggled. "You are funny", she said.
In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me.
"Come again, Mr.P" she called. "We will have another happy day."
The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwasher. I needed a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.
"Hello, Mr.P", she called. " Do you want to play?"
"What did you have in mind?" I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.
"I don't know. You say."
"How about charades?" I asked sarcastically.
The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't know what that is."
"Then let's just walk."
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. "Where do you live?" I asked.
"Over there." She pointed toward a row of summer cottages.
Strange, I thought, in winter.
"Where do you go to school?"
"I don't go to school. Mommy says we're on vacation."
She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.
Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home.
"Look, if you don't mind", I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me. "I would rather be alone today." She seemed unusually pale and out of breath.
"Why?" she asked.
I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died!" and thought, MY God, why was I saying this to a little child?
"Oh", she said quietly, "then it is a bad day."
"Yes", I said, "and yesterday and the day before and - -oh, go away!"
"Did it hurt?" she inquired.
"Did what hurt?" I was exasperated with her, with myself.
"When she died?"
"Of course it hurt!" I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off.
A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there. Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door.
"Hello", I said, "I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was".
"Oh, yes, Mr.Peterson, please, come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a nuisance, please, accept my apologies."
"Not at all, she is a delightful child", I said, suddenly realizing that I meant what I just said.
"Wendy died last week, Mr.Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you".
Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath.
"She loved this beach. So when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks she declined rapidly..." Her voice faltered. "She left something for you, if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?"
I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with "Mr.P" printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues - - a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird.. Underneath was carefully printed:
A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY
Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry", I uttered over and over, and we wept together.
The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words, one for each year of her life, that speak to me of harmony, courage and undemanding love.
A gift of a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand - - who taught me the gift of love.
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NOTE: this is a tue story sent out by Robert Peterson. It happened over 20 years ago and the incident changed his life forever. It serves as a reminder to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life and each other.
Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of everyday traumas can make us loose focus about what is truly important or what is only a momentary setback or crisis.
Be sure to give your loved ones an extra hug, and by all means, take a moment, even if it is only ten seconds, to stop and "smell the roses".
Everything that happens to us happens for a reason. Never brush aside anyone as insignificant. Who knows what they can teach us?
When things go wrong as they sometimes will, when the road you're trudging seems all uphill, when the funds are low and 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.
Life is queer with its twists and turns, as everyone of us sometimes learns, and many a failure turns about, when he might have won had he stuck it out: Don't give up though the pace seems slow - you may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out - the silver tints of the clouds of doubt, and you never can tell how close you are, it may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - it's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
MARIAN APOSTOLATE - MARIAN FATHERS in Stockbridge, Mass. 01262
Married or not - You should read this:
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
- Suddenly I didn’t...know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥
Andy Rooney and his wisdom:
If you will take the time to read these. I promise you'll come away with an enlightened perspective. The subjects covered affect us all on a daily basis:
They're written by Andy Rooney , a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few words.Enjoy.......
I've learned.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.
I've learned.... That when you're in love, it shows.
I've learned.... That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day.
I've learned.... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.
I've learned.... That being kind is more important than being right.
I've learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.
I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.
I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.
I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.
I've learned.... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.
I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
I've learned.... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.
I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class.
I've learned.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
I've learned.... That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
I 've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds.
I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.
I've learned.... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile..
I've learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.
I've learned... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.
I've learned.... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
I've learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
I've learned.... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.
I've learned.... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
I've learned..... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
I've learned..... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
I've learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.
I've learned.... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.
The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue. Anonymous
Don't accept your dogs admiration as conclusive evidence that yo are wonderful. Ann Landers
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went. Will Rogers
There is no better psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. Ben Williams
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself. Josh Billings
The average dog is a nicer person than the average person. Andy Rooney
Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. Sigmund Freud
If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principal difference in between a dog and a man. Mark Twain
You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says: Wow, you are right, I never would have thought of that! Dave Barry
If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them. Phil Pastoret
Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog. Franklin P. Jones
I like Deism.
The link I give here can offer insights about that Believe System.
There is a God, without a form or face, not concerned with individual lives, more the creator incognito and mastermind of Nature and Cosmos at a whole.
And I like Taoism, too.
The word Tao means road or way. The followers of Taoism goal is to find a way to harmonize themselves with the Tao.
In Taoism, life and death are merely two aspects of reality, the unchanging Tao. Death is simply a transformation from being to non-being, from yang to yin.
Taoism teaches that humans ought to accept life and death as complementary aspects of the Tao. Death should be neither feared nor desired.
"When you are content being simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you!"
Lao Tse or Laotsu is said to be the founder of Taoism ( pronounced: Daoism). It is seen by most as a philosophy rather than a religion.
The Yin and Yang symbol, also referred to as the Tai Chi disk, is expressed as everything consisting of a balance, it constitutes reality. This is the main theme of Taoism. The root of Tao is defined as the way of the universe, nature, balance, it is a reality that can not be grasped in language, or thought. The goal of life is to conform human lives in the way of the universe, being itself is a state of being. Taoism is also known as the nameless philosophy. Its main themes are intuition, simplicity, spontaneity, and the way of nature.
Shake it off and step up !
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.
A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.
As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
I feel free to publish the chapter about anger here. Thank you, Alyson Jones! (posted 06.14.13)
Let’s have an honest conversation about anger. Many people try to avoid conflict and see anger as a negative emotion. Even the word anger can bring up anxiety and avoidance in people. However, anger is just like any other emotion as it has both a constructive and a destructive side. Anger can fuel us and focus our energy. Anger can let us know when a boundary has been crossed. But if it is left unresolved and unmoved it can turn into destructive anger or rage that can harm others and ourselves.
Without movement, anger can simmer or explode. Simmering anger and resentment can become bitterness, and I believe that bitterness is one of the least attractive traits in a human being. We do not want to connect with a person who is bitter and angry; it sucks out our energy to the point where we start to avoid that person.
Anger that explodes can hit anybody and anything around it. This can be very frightening to others. Rage can also leave a person feeling drained and embarrassed. When our brain is flooded with rage our higher reasoning does not work well and we are more likely to say and do things that we regret. Rage can leave a real mess that takes a great deal of work to clean up.
There are things in this world that we should be angry at, and in order to change these things we will need energy and direction. We need our anger. One of the principals of the MORE Philosophy is movement; this keeps us progressing as humans. When we see something that we know is wrong, or that we feel needs to be different, we can start a movement that creates personal and social change. MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) is a perfect example of something that started as grief and anger, and then turned into a call to action. This is the movement described in the MORE philosophy. This very personal experience became a grassroots movement, eventually growing into part of the popular consciousness. It began with a mother who was angry and devastated at the death of her child by a drunk driver. She didn’t let her personal anger stay stuck in reactive rage and bitterness, but instead turned her loss into a movement that has impacted society and changed how we view drinking and driving. It began with intense pain and anger, but was transformed through action into something that has contributed to society.
When we find ourselves overwhelmed by anger it is important to remember how one mother moved her anger into something that changed the world around her, and ask ourselves “what do I need to move?” in order to utilize the strength and constructive energy of anger.