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Risk by William Arthur Ward
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas, your dreams, before a crowd Is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying. To hope is to risk despair.
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is To risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing dies nothing, Has nothing and is nothing.
They say they avoid suffering and sorrow, But they cannot learn, Feel, change, grow, love, feel.
Chained by their attitudes, they are slaves.
They have forfeited their freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
The Book of Last Chances
One may imagine the sight of billions of ants on board a driftwood, floating on a fast-running stream. The ants are apparently unaware that their driftwood is nearing a cataract. They seem to be even ignorant of the fact that they are on a driftwood. If they were aware, how could they afford to hate one another, scheme against one another, and be occupied with greed and hostility?
The moment when their driftwood falls down the cataract, what would anything mean to one or another ant, friend or foe?
This pathetic sight is nothing but an epitome of today's mankind.
Tamo-san(1957)Moor – Click to read the rest.
Critical Mass Enlightenment
Out of thousands of seeds only one tree is born. Out of millions of sperm only one flips the ovarian switch to turn on an infant's life. Though the potentials for life are abundant, the critical mass of fulfillment of those potentials is atomically small. – Click Here to Read the rest.
Desiderata – by max ehrmann
Go placidly among the noise & haste, and remember what peace there may
be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with
all persons. Speak your truth quietly & clearly, and listen to others, even
the dull & ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud & aggressive
persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with
others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater &
lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your
plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real
possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your
business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind
you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and
everywhere life is full of heroism. Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity &
disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the
years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of
spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself
with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue & loneliness. Beyond a
wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the
universe, no less than the trees & the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as
it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors & aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep
peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery & broken dreams, it is
still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for yours dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
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, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being a human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you're 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. I want to know if you can faithful and therefore be trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your life from ITS presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "YES!"
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 for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you are, 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.
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. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
The Laughing Heart – Charles Bukowski
Your life is your life, don't let it be clubbed into dank submission, be on the watch.
There are ways out.
There is light somewhere, it may not be much light, but it beats the darkness.
Be on the watch, the gods will offer you chances.
Know them, take them.
You can't beat death, but you can beat death in life sometimes, and the more light there will be.
Your life is your life, know it while you have it.
You are marvelous, the gods wait to delight in you.
Fear -Marianne Williamson
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves: who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you NOT to be?
You are a child of Spirit. Your playing small does not serve the World.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that others
won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to manifest the glory of Spirit that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in EVERYONE.
And as we let our Light shine, we give others permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence liberates others".
The Coffee Fairy – by Chris Kringle
Once there was a magical fairy who served wonderful cups of coffee. She made big cups of coffee and teenie tiny cups of coffee, but she never made tall cups of coffee.
Whenever she served coffee she would always smile so beautifully that all the customers would be blinded and often give wrong change. Many customers would often wander around the store clutching their coffee close to their breast and start singing cute little children songs. (such as it's a small world after all.)
But one morning she was so tired (must have been those 12 cups of coffee the day before) that she couldn't wake up. Huge lines of people stood there waiting to get their first brew of hot java, but she was nowhere to be found.
In this sad moment a child said "Why don't we send our dogs and cats in search of her?" So everyone let loose their animals. Soon the fairy was surrounded by hundreds of cats and dogs licking her face. She woke up with a start and flew over the masses pouring fresh coffee.
YEAH! the crowd cheered and once again balance and peace were restored to the universe.