
Sunday: Forgive yourself.
Monday: Forgive your family.
Tuesday: Forgive your friends and associates.
Wednesday: Forgive all across economic lines within your own nation.
Thursday: Forgive across cultural lines within your own nation.
Friday: Forgive across political lines within your own nation.
Saturday: Forgive other nations.
Only the brave know how to forgive.
A coward never forgives.
It is not in his nation.
Robert Muller
July 30th, 2011 | Posted in invocation | No Comments

If you can work sincerely and correctly on what is at hand, and do so with energy and calm, not allowing distractions, but keeping your spirit pure, as if you had only borrowed it… hoping for nothing, fearing nothing, but satisfied with modulating your actions to the way of Nature, and with fearless truth in every word you utter, you will live contentedly. And no one can take that from you.
Marcus Aurelius, (121-80), Rome
July 29th, 2011 | Posted in wisdom | No Comments

I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.
Dawna Markova
July 25th, 2011 | Posted in pledge | No Comments

I call the high and light aspects of my being
spirit and the dark and heavy aspects soul.
Soul is at home in the deep, shaded valleys.
Heavy torpid flowers saturated with black grow
there. The rivers flow like warm syrup. They
empty into huge oceans of soul.
Spirit is the land of high, white peaks and
glittering jewel-like lakes and flowers.
Life is sparse and sounds travel great distances.
There is soul music, soul food, and soul love…
People need to climb the mountain not simply
because it is there but because the soulful
divinity needs to be mated with the spirit.
Dalai Lama
July 22nd, 2011 | Posted in insight | No Comments

On a day
when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a
day.
My eyes are like the sun that makes promises;
the promise of life
that it always
keeps
each morning.
The living heart gives to us as does that luminous sphere,
both caress the earth with great
tenderness.
This is a breeze that can enter the soul.
This love I know plays a drum. Arms move around me;
who can contain their self before my beauty?
Peace is wonderful,
but ecstatic dance is more fun, and less narcissistic;
gregarious He makes our lips.
On a day when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open
and the love starts.
Today is such
a day.
Rumi
July 21st, 2011 | Posted in gratitude | No Comments

All you big things, bless the Lord.
Mount Kilimanjaro and Lake Victoria,
The Rift Valley and the Serengeti Plain,
Fat baobobs and shady mango trees,
All eucalyptus and tamarind trees,
Bless the Lord.
Praise and extol Him for ever and ever.
All you tiny things, bless the Lord.
Busy black ants and hopping fleas,
Wriggling tadpoles and mosquito larvae,
Flying locusts and water drops,
Pollen dust and tsetse flies,
Millet seeds and dried dagaa,
Bless the Lord.
Praise and extol Him for ever and ever.
Desmond Tutu
July 20th, 2011 | Posted in prayer | No Comments

I felt my soul was torn,
by the struggle raging within,
and of love my being was shorn,
as I gaze on the pleasures of sin.
Deep in my heart I pondered.
“Do I always struggle alone?”
“Am I like others?” I wondered,
“By life’s harsh blasts ever blown.”
Then passed like a flash,
through my memory,
a picture of Galilee.
I saw those fishermen,
weary battling a raging sea,
and I heard the voice of the Master,
with peace their souls instill,
dispel their fears of disaster,
and bid the wind and waves be still.
And now, mid the roaring tempest,
when Life’s storms break over my soul,
when round me all is darkness,
and lashing waters roll,
when the gales of passion would sway me,
then Master may I hear thee,
bid the storm in my heart be still.
W. E. O’Meara Sr.
July 19th, 2011 | Posted in hope | No Comments
A testament to the rippling effect of a single act of kindness. This beautiful heartfelt movie follows a rural Kenyan student-turned-Harvard grad as he tracks down the woman whose sponsorship saved his life.
July 11th, 2011 | Posted in hope | No Comments
There is no difference between
healing your body and healing the Earth
or helping another to heal.
It is all the same Body.
There is no difference between
healing Earth’s body and healing your own
or helping another to heal.
We are all the One Body.
Begin anywhere.
Begin with one tree,
or a bird.
Begin with your own heart
or skin, clean out your liver,
clear your mind.
Begin with the growth of a child,
your family’s food.
Then continue to include
one small part of the time.
You will be healing the Whole.
Alla Renée Bozarth
July 6th, 2011 | Posted in pledge | No Comments