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alone on each stalk but beautiful

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.

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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.

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It doesn’t interest 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 shriveled 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.

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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, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

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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.

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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.

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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.

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I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and

if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

contentment in just being alone

contentment in just being alone

by OriahMountainDreamer copyright © 1999 by Oriah Mountain Dreamer



The Rose

♥Daniel Miller♥


And upon a day, while walking among the flowers of

his teacher’s garden, did the child speak unto the Mystic:


“Some men claim that this life
is the darkness of a curse,
and a punishment to be endured
for all our wicked ways.
Oh Mystic, what say you of life?”

And the Mystic answered:

“I say that life is neither a curse nor a punishment,
But a rose filled with the beauty of desire.


The stem of the rose is your life upon this earth,
The thorns, painful lessons you bring unto
yourself, that you might learn.
The leaves are those joys that enter
your life with the tenderness of an unseen Love.


Curse not the sorrow of your thorns,
for the deeper they cut unto the heart of
your being, the greener the leaves of joy shall be.

The tiny bud is your soul, waiting to
bloom with the truth of God among its petals.
Slowly will your flower unfold,
that you might not become lost
within the fragrance of its secret.


And when the rose is at the height of its beauty,
Shall you not see the pureness of God
smiling from the very ce
nter of your Being ?”

sweet fragrance of a rose

sweet fragrance of a rose at the height of its beauty



Today you are hungry…

…along comes a man that gives you food to eat,
but tomorrow your hunger arises yet again,
demanding to be fed.
Along comes another man who feeds your Eternal-Self,
thus freeing you from the hunger of illusion.
Which of these two men brings forth the greater gift
to all mankind?

As we give forth our gifts to our brother and sister souls,
we must do so without any expectation;
rather that we take a lesson in giving from the trees,
bearing fruit for all to eat…
from the time they are born until the day that they die,
their only desire is to give forth the sweetness of Life
to all who pass their way.

forever giving and bearing fruit tree
forever giving fruit tree

When we attach any sort of expectation to even our kindest
thought, it ceases to be a gift and becomes instead, a debt
to pay…no longer a blessing but rather a burden to bear.
Is this not the reason so many human relationships fail?

If our own expectations are attached to our emotions
then the gift of love becomes only the tie that bind…
‘I love you.’ then exists as a contract to honor or to break
‘Because I love you, I expect you to act accordingly.
I expect this for that.’

When our loved ones fail to live up to our own expectations,
the relationship tends to suffer.
Expectation is the food which gives rise to yet a more
demanding hunger.
Unconditional Love is the sweetness of Life that feeds your Eternal-Self.


♣ Daniel J. Miller ♣



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A girl in love asked her boyfriend:
“Tell me, who do you love most in this world?”


“You, of course!”


“In your heart, what am I to you?”


The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,

“You are my rib. In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was

lonely. During his sleep, God took one of Adam’s rib and created Eve.

Every man has been searching for his missing rib. Only when you find

the woman of your life will you no longer feel the lingering ache in

your heart.”


wedded bliss
wedded bliss

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy

life for a while. However, the youthful couple began to

drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the

never-ending worries of daily problems. Their life became

mundane. All the challenges posed by the harsh realities

of life began to gnaw away at their dreams and love for

each other.


The couple began to have more quarrels, and each quarrel

became more heated.


One day, after a quarrel, the girl ran out of the house.

At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, “You don’t love me!”

The boy hated her childishness, and out of impulse retorted,

“Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together!

You were never my missing rib!”


Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while.

He regretted what he said, but words spoken are like thrown

away water — you can never take them back. With tears, she

went home to pack her things and was determined on

breaking up. Before she left the house, the girl said,
“If I’m really not your missing rib, then please let me go.”

She continued, “It is less painful this way. Let us go on

our separate ways and search for our own partners.”


painful and heart-rending break up
painful and heart-rending break up


Five years went by. He never remarried but he had tried

to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country

and came back. She had married a foreigner and divorced.

He felt anguished that she never waited for him. In the dark

and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering

ache in his heart. He couldn’t bring himself to admit that

he was missing her.


One day they finally met — at the airport — a place where

there were many reunions and good-byes. He was going

away on a business trip. She was standing there alone,

with just the security door separating them. She smiled

at him gently.


(b): “How are you?”

(g): “I’m fine. How about you. Have you
found your missing rib?”

(b): “No.”

(g): “I’ll be flying to New York on the next flight.”

(b): “I’ll be back in 2 weeks time.”

(g): “Give me a call when you get back. You know my number.

Nothing has changed.”


With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.


One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in

New York — in the event that shocked the world.


Midnight. Once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before,

he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew that

she was the missing rib that he had so carelessly broken.


*Author Unknown*


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Take away LOVE and our earth is a tomb.

Robert Browning

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the

hour of separation.

Kahlil Gibran

Breaking up is just like having the worst nightmare after

having the best dream.

Anonymous

Sometimes people say things out of moments of fury.

Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and

detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones.

And even though we know that we ought to “think twice and

act wisely,” it’s often easier said than done.


Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our

control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in

our lives. Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept

what you have today.


“Men stumble over pebbles, never over mountains.”

Emilie Cady



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the monastery in the high mountains

the monastery in the high mountains

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High in the mountains was a monastery that had once been

known throughout the world. 

Its monks were pious, its students were enthusiastic.

The chants from the monastery’s chapel deeply touched

the hearts of people who came there to pray and meditate.

But, something had changed.

Fewer and fewer young men came to study there;

fewer and fewer people came for spiritual nourishment.

The monks who remained became disheartened and sad.

Deeply worried, the abbot of the monastery went off in search of an answer.

Why had his monastery fallen on such hard times?

The abbot came to a guru, and he asked the master,

“Is it because of some sin of ours that the monastery is no longer full of vitality?”

“Yes,” replied the master, “it is the sin of ignorance.”

“The sin of ignorance?” questioned the abbot.

“Of what are we ignorant?”

The guru looked at the abbot for a long, long time, and then he said,  

“One of you is the messiah in disguise.

But, you are all ignorant of this.”

Then, the guru closed his eyes, and he was silent.

“The messiah?” thought the abbot. “

The messiah is one of us?

Who could it be?

Could it be Brother Cook?

Could it be Brother Treasurer?

Could it be Brother Bell-Ringer?

Could it be Brother Vegetable Grower?

“Which one? Which one?

Every one of us has faults, failings, human defects.

Isn’t the messiah supposed to be perfect?

But, then, perhaps these faults and failings are part of his disguise.

Which one? Which one?”

When the abbot returned to the monastery, he gathered all the monks

together and told them what the guru had said.  

“One of us?

The messiah?

Impossible!”

But, the master had spoken, and the master was never wrong.

“One of us?

The messiah?  

Incredible!

But, it must be so.

Which one? Which one?

That brother over there?

That one? That one?”

Whichever one of the monks was the messiah,

he was, surely, in disguise.

Not knowing who amongst them was the messiah,

all the monks began treating each other with new respect.

“You never know,” they thought, “ he might be the one,

so I had better deal with him kindly.”

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you

It was not long before the monastery was filled with new found joy.

Soon, new students came to learn, and people came

from far and wide to be inspired

by the chants of the kind, smiling monks.

For once again, the monastery was filled with the spirit of love.


Moral : The world would be a beautiful and much better

place if all of humanity would treat each other kindly and

respectfully without hypocrisy and giving of each other with

the spirit of love without any judgment.



∞ ∞ ∞
*** The Battle Within ***

Two Wolves


An old Cherokee describes an experience going on inside himself….

“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.


One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity,
guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

menacing-and-evil-wolf

evil and menacing


The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness,
benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

gentle-and-good-wolf

good and gentle

This same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather:
“Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

*Author Unknown*



Our Marriage Prayer

Our Marriage Prayer

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TEN BIBLICAL RULES FOR A HAPPY MARRIAGE  

Never bring up mistakes of the past. Stop criticizing others or it will come back on you. If you forgive others, you will be forgiven.

(Luke 6:37)

Neglect the whole world rather than each other. And how do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul in the process?

(Mark 8:36)

Never go to sleep with an argument unsettled. And don’t sin by letting anger gain control over you. Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry.

(Ephesians 4:26)

At least once a day, try to say something complimentary to your spouse. Gentle words bring life and health; a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.

(Proverbs 15:4)

Never meet without an affectionate welcome. Kiss me again and  again, your love is sweeter than wine.

(Song of Solomon 1:2)

For richer or poorer” – rejoice in every moment that God has given you together. A bowl of soup with someone you love is better than steak with someone you hate.

(Proverbs 15:17)

If you have a choice between making yourself or your mate look good, choose your mate. Do not withhold good from those who deserve it when it’s in your power to help them.

(Proverbs 3:27)

If they’re breathing, your mate will eventually offend you. Learn to forgive. I am warning you, if another believer sins, rebuke him; then if he repents, forgive him. Even if he wrongs you seven times a day and each time turns again and asks forgiveness, forgive him.

(Luke 17:3,4)

Don’t use faith, the Bible, or God as a hammer. God did not send His Son into the world to condemn it, but to save it.

(John 3:17)

Let love be your guidepost. Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. Love does not demand its own way. Love is not irritable and it keeps no record of when it has been wronged.

(1 Corinthians 13:4,5)



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