DON’T PRIORITISE YOUR LOOKS, my friend.
They won’t last the journey.
Your sense of humour, though, will only get better.
Your intuition will grow and expand like a majestic cloak of wisdom.
Your ability to choose your battles will be fine-tuned to perfection.
Your capacity for stillness, for living in the moment, will blossom.
And your desire to live each and every moment will transcend all other wants.
Your instinct for knowing what (and who) is worth your time, will grow and flourish like ivy on a castle wall.
Don’t prioritise your looks my friend.
They will change forevermore.
That pursuit is one of much sadness and disappointment.
Prioritise the uniqueness that makes you you, and the invisible magnet that draws in other like-minded souls to dance in your orbit.
These are the things which will only get better.
SQUARE PEGS, ROUND HOLES?
where you DON’T FIT IN,
to help create a NEW ONE.
“Help” is a prayer that is always answered. It doesn’t matter how you pray – with your head bowed in silence, or crying out in grief, or dancing. Churches are good for prayer, but so are garages and cars and mountains and showers and dance-floors. Years ago I wrote an essay that began, “Some people think that God is in the details, but I have come to believe that God is in the bathroom …”
ANNE LAMOTT – ‘PLAN B: FURTHER THOUGHTS ON FAITH’
SUCK IT UP!
you’ve tried to suck the
spilled coffee off your shirt,
NANEA HOFFMAN – SWEATPANTS & COFFEE.COM
Keep a gratitude journal. And, every night, list five things that happened this day that you’re grateful for. What it will begin to do is change your perspective. If you can learn to focus on what you have, you’ll always see that the universe is abundant, and you’ll have more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you’ll never have enough.
LET’S TALK …
Like a colourful fool
I waltz in to
the presence of God,
put my feet on his desk, .
and say, “I’m ready, let’s talk …”
For some absurd reason
God doesn’t blast me away
into a thousand microns.
Instead, he sits
until I have learnt enough
to humbly take my feet
off his desk,
and ask if we could start afresh.
Today I will delete from my diary
yesterday and tomorrow.
Yesterday was to learn, and
tomorrow will be the consequence
of what I can do today.
Today I will face life
with the conviction that this day
will not ever return.
Today is the last opportunity
I have to live intensely,
as no one can assure me
that I will see tomorrow’s sunrise.
Today I will be brave enough
not to let any opportunity pass me by;
my only alternative is to succeed.
Today I will invest
my most valuable resource: my time,
in the most transcendental
work: my life.
I will spend each minute
passionately to make
of today a different
and unique day in my life.
Today I will defy every obstacle
that appears on my way, trusting
I will succeed.
Today I will resist
pessimism, and will conquer
the world with a smile,
with the positive attitude
of expecting always the best.
Today I will take the time to be happy
and will leave my footprints and my presence
in the hearts of others.
Today, I invite you to begin a new season
where we can dream that
everything we undertake is possible,
and fulfill it with joy and dignity.
They may die of old age,
but they die young.
The question is asked, “Is there anything more beautiful in life than a young couple clasping hands and pure hearts in the path of marriage? Can there be anything more beautiful than young love?”
And the answer is given: “Yes, there is a more beautiful thing. It is the spectacle of an old man and an old woman finishing their journey together on that path. Their hands are gnarled, but still clasped; their faces are seamed, but still radiant; their hearts are physically bowed and tired, but still strong with love and devotion for one another.
“Yes, there is a more beautiful thing than young love: old love!”