posted December 22, 2007 10:56 AM              

It is something I've thought and said before.

But I'm not sure how practical it is.

Can we really hold others to a different standard
than the one we hold ourselves to?

I mean, without repressing stuff,
and giving it unconscious power over us.

We are all one, right?
And everyone is you.

Can we really refuse to excuse ourselves,
and seek to excuse others?

I'm not sure.

But the sentiment is truly beautiful.

posted December 23, 2007 01:20 PM            

"But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls."

~ Kahlil Gibran

I haven't made a final decision on Kahlil's opinions yet. There is a "moving sea between the shores of" our souls.

A vast sea... But it looks relatively ok from here...

posted December 23, 2007 01:30 PM            

~ Corrie Ten Boom

posted December 24, 2007 02:08 PM              

The evolution of the human species will depend on the willingness of individuals to give free expression to their own imaginations and creative wills. Art, and not intellect, is nature's greatest gift to us, and there is hardly anything in reality for which artistic expression is not a sufficient resolution.

posted December 25, 2007 02:32 PM            

~ Mother Teresa

"Remember, if Christ isn't found in your heart, you won't find it under the tree."
~ Charlotte Carpenter

"Christmas is most truly Christmas when we celebrate it by giving the light of love to those who need it most."
~ Ruth Carter

The deep rewards of giving go to those who give out of a concern for others, and take pains to see that their giving is wisely done, to meet real needs or seize promising opportunities.

F. Emerson Andrews (1902-1978)
Historian

Not what we give, but what we share,
For the gift without the giver is bare.

James Russell Lowell (1819-1891)
Editor and poet

("From the Masters" newsletter)

posted January 04, 2008 12:56 AM            

~ Vannii Arcri

posted January 04, 2008 03:46 AM              

This truth law has no more reality than the world.

posted January 04, 2008 05:29 PM              

"Two boys arrived yesterday with a pebble they said was the head of a dog and I pointed out that it was really a typewriter."

"Everyone wants to understand painting. Why is there no attempt to understand the song of the birds?"

Pablo Picasso

posted January 10, 2008 12:35 AM            

"I fell in love and I learned a life lesson. My whole outlook on life has changed. Once, I used to think that it was so important to just go out on your own and learn as many things as possible and experience as many things as possible, and it is, but in moderation. you can't lose touch with reality because you are chasing a dream. Going off and doing things on your own because you think it's going to expand your mind or something will never be as valuable as being surrounded by people that love you and who you love. It doesn't matter how many places you go, or how much weed you smoke, or how many books you read, or how much you THINK you know, it will never be able to fill that hole in your life that can only be filled by knowing that you belong somewhere.

Everyone has to find out what is important to them in life on their own. I fell in love with a guy, and my outlook on my entire life changed, not just my love life. I appreciate my home and the people that love me so much more. Never take your family and the people that really love you for granted. They aren't something that's holding you back from growing, they are the most important thing that you could ever have in your life.

I just though that I would share that with you guys. "

~Battle of Evermore

posted January 16, 2008 10:53 AM              

That Spanish woman who lived three hundred years ago, was certainly not the last of her kind. Many Theresas have been born who found for themselves no epic life wherein there was a constant unfolding of far-resonant action; perhaps only a life of mistakes, the offspring of a certain spiritual grandeur ill- matched with the meanness of opportunity; perhaps a tragic failure which found no sacred poet and sank unwept into oblivion. With dim lights and tangled circumstance they tried to shape their thought and deed in noble agreement; but after all, to common eyes their struggles seemed mere inconsistency and formlessness; for these later-born Theresas were helped by no coherent social faith and order which could perform the function of knowledge for the ardently willing soul. Their ardor alternated between a vague ideal and the common yearning of womanhood; so that the one was disapproved as extravagance, and the other condemned as a lapse.

Some have felt that these blundering lives are due to the inconvenient indefiniteness with which the Supreme Power has fashioned the natures of women: if there were one level of feminine incompetence as strict as the ability to count three and no more, the social lot of women might be treated with scientific certitude. Meanwhile the indefiniteness remains, and the limits of variation are really much wider than any one would imagine from the sameness of women’s coiffure and the favorite love-stories in prose and verse. Here and there a cygnet is reared uneasily among the ducklings in the brown pond, and never finds the living stream in fellowship with its own oary-footed kind. Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tremble off and are dispersed among hindrances, instead of centring in some long-recognizable deed.

posted January 16, 2008 11:15 AM            

"Their ardor alternated between a vague ideal and the common yearning of womanhood; so that the one was disapproved as extravagance, and the other condemned as a lapse."

Tell me about it.

And yet...

It's a wonderful life.