March 10--15

Treasure Beach Forum: Inspirational Thoughts: March 10--15
Top of pagePrevious messageNext messageBottom of page Link to this message  By Glasceta Honeyghan on Friday, March 14, 2003 - 06:47 am: Edit Post

Dear Readers,
Here are three poems to make up for the missing days. Hope you'll find a nugget of wisdom...somehow:
Glasceta Honeyghan

Forever Young

Youth is not a time of life - it is a state of mind, it is a temper of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over love of ease.

Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair - these are the long, long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to dust.

Whether they are sixteen or seventy, there is in every being's heart the love of wonder, the sweet amazement at the stars and starlike things and thoughts, the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what is to come next, and the joy and the game of life.

You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear, as young as your hope, as old as your despair. When the wires are all down and all the innermost core of your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then you are grown old indeed.

But so long as your heart receives messages of beauty, cheer, courage, grandeur and power from the earth, from man and from the Infinite, so long you are young.
~ Author Unknown ~
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AFTER AWHILE

After a while you learn the subtle
differences
between holding a hand and chaining
a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't
mean leaning. And company doesn't
mean security,
And you begin to understand that
kisses aren't contracts, and presents
aren't promises, and you begin
to accept your defeats with your
head held high and your eyes wide
open, with the grace of a woman, not
the grief of a child,
You learn to build your roads on
today because tomorrow's ground is
too uncertain for plans,
and futures have a way of falling down
in mid flight.
After a while you learn that
even sunshine burns if you get too
much.
So plant your garden and
decorate your own soul, instead of
waiting for someone to bring you
flowers.
And you learn that you really
can endure, that you really are
strong; and you really do have
worth; and you learn and learn...
and you learn.
With every goodbye you learn;
With every disappointment, you learn
and learn, and learn.

--author unknown
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Share a Smile

When we share laughter,
There's twice the fun;
When we share success,
We've surpassed what we've done.

When we share problems,
There's half the pain;
When we share tears,
A rainbow follows rain.

When we share dreams,
They become more real;
When we share secrets,
It's our hearts we reveal.

If we share a smile,
That's when our love shows;
If we share a hug,
That's when our love grows.

If we share with someone
On whom we depend,
That person is always
Family or friend.

And what draws us closer
And makes us all care,
Is not what we have,
But the things we share
--Jill Wolf


Top of pagePrevious messageNext messageBottom of page Link to this message  By Glasceta Honeyghan on Saturday, March 15, 2003 - 07:34 am: Edit Post

DUSTING LESS

Dear Friend,
Just a note to let you know that I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure.
I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I'm not "saving" anything; I use my good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.

I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.

I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank.

"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted.

I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was.

I'm guessing; I'll never know.
It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days.
Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my family and parents often enough how much I truly love them.

I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, tell myself that it is special.

Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.
If you received this, it is because someone cares for you.

If you're too busy to take the few minutes that it takes right now to forward this, would it be the first time you didn't do the little thing that would make a difference in your relationships? I can tell you it certainly won't be the last.

Take a few minutes to send this to a few people you care about, just to let them know that you're thinking of them.

"People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there."

I don't believe in Miracles. I rely on them.
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.

~ Author Unknown ~
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TODAYâS INSPIRATIONAL QUOTE:

"There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval."

~ George Santayana