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Monday, August 9, 2010

~ Power of Words ~

" One word can be more precious than all the treasures of the earth."

There may perhaps be someone among our friends or acquaintances whose one word has weight and power; whereas another person says a thousand words that go in at one ear and out at the other. And this is because in one person his mouth speaks, in another person his heart speaks, and in another his soul speaks. There is a great difference.

Many, content with their honesty, speak just as they like at the moment. They do not mind what effect it will produce as long as they are sure that what they say is true. The truth that strikes like a hammer on the head of the listener is not desirable, one would be better off without it. This shows that it is not only a thing to consider that what one says is true, there is another consideration which is most necessary, and that is what effect it will make on the other. ... The complete spiritual life is not a dreamy one, but wide-awake, full of thought and consideration.

The word has a magic in it, it can turn friends into your enemies, and it can make your enemies your friends. The mystery of all success in every direction of life is in the word. The word has power to turn the mind of the listener warm or cold. The word can produce the effect of earth, water, fire, air, or ether. The word can produce depression or joy. The one who knows the chemistry of the word does not need drugs or herbs. He has medicine for every disease in the world, not only for bodily disease, but also for the disorders of the mind, which still remain unexplored by science. By a constant study of life, by special thought given to one's word, by careful watching of the effects of one's speech upon others, one arrives at a state of realization where one can heal hearts.



(http://wahiduddin.net/mv2/II/II_26.htm)

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

~ LIFE'S ECHO........ ~

LIFE'S ECHO........

And suddenly,
I found myself on the journey of my destiny
Taking with me my faith and my life's dictionary
My days were long,
My path was risky,
My entire life was in jeopardy
But the journey was inevitable
And what I did, echoed in my mind,

On a moonless night
of my flight
towards the light
I found my life,
I found your life,
I found everyone’s life
written on the great emerald

I reached the old stone
To fulfill the dream that comes to me ad infinitum
But when I drew closer to the emerald
I could not decipher the scribbles on it,

Life is a strange language
I went in a moment of supplication
To ask the wind to help me,
To ask the night to help me,
None of them answered my request,

Without further ado, I began to pray
A silent prayer
with no words,
with no gestures

A prayer in which I forgot my past,
I ignored my future,
A prayer in which I implored the soul of eveything
To answer my questions,
And quench my thirst

Why do people take life seriously if they will never get out of it alive !!!
Why do people fall in love if this love causes them to cry
If this love causes them to go down

Why can’t us decode the mystery of the universal language
and get out of this maze

Why
Why
Why … ???!!!........

And suddenly,
I found myself on the journey of my destiny
Taking with me my faith and my life's dictionary
My days were long,
My path was risky,
My entire life was in jeopardy
But the journey was inevitable
And what I did, echoed in my mind,

On a moonless night
of my flight
towards the light
I found my life,
I found your life,
I found everyone’s life
written on the great emerald

I reached the old stone
To fulfill the dream that comes to me ad infinitum
But when I drew closer to the emerald
I could not decipher the scribbles on it,

Life is a strange language
I went in a moment of supplication
To ask the wind to help me,
To ask the night to help me,
None of them answered my request,

Without further ado, I began to pray
A silent prayer
with no words,
with no gestures

A prayer in which I forgot my past,
I ignored my future,
A prayer in which I implored the soul of eveything
To answer my questions,
And quench my thirst

Why do people take life seriously if they will never get out of it alive !!!
Why do people fall in love if this love causes them to cry
If this love causes them to go down

Why can’t us decode the mystery of the universal language
and get out of this maze

Why
Why
Why … ???!!!

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

~ To Believe ~

To Believe ........


To believe is to know that every
day is a new beginning.
It is to trust that miracles happen,
and dreams really do come true.

To believe is to see angels
dancing among the clouds
To know the wonder of a stardust sky
and the wisdom of the man in the moon.

To believe is to know the value
of a nurturing heart,
The innocence of a child's eyes and the
beauty of an aging hand,
for it is through their teachings we learn to love.

To believe is to find the strength and
courage that lies within us.
When it is time to pick up
the pieces and begin again.

To believe is to know we are not alone,
That life is a gift and this is our
time to cherish it.

To believe is to know that wonderful
surprises are just waiting to happen,
And all our hopes and dreams
are within reach.

If only we believe.

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~ A Person With Heart ~

A Person With Heart .......

Lynn R. Taylor is one such extraordinary person.

Born in Buffalo, New York, on May 2, 1962, Lynn Taylor was just like all the other kids in her East Side, inner city neighborhood. That is until, at age three, she was diagnosed with Wilms Tumor, a cancer of the kidneys. Given a "no-chance" prognosis, doctors completely removed one of Lynn's kidneys and part of another. They then predicted that if she survived to the age of five, she might possibly make ten.

In the decade that followed, despite enduring chemotherapy, radiation and dye tests to which she was allergic, Lynn Taylor met and surpassed all medical experts' gloom-and-doom prognoses. By age fourteen she was in full remission, by seventeen, she was considered cured. Yet in this case, Lynn's medical history was far from closed.

Over the next twenty-three years, Lynn earned her undergraduate degree and masters in economics and assumed the role of college educator.

Subsequently, the respected instructor was awarded a grant to study at the University of Sussex in England. While there, she was invited to teach and simultaneously earned her second masters degree.

Upon returning to Buffalo, the accomplished young woman engaged in a variety of high level jobs, culminating in her appointment as head of Multicultural Affairs at a local college. While Lynn's high level of professional success was most rewarding, it stood in stark contrast to her personal life which was whirling medically out-of-control.

Between 1979 and 2002, doctors diagnosed Lynn with six individual cases of cancer. As with her youthful tumor attack, four of the cancers responded to treatment and were declared in remission. However, in the last eighteen months, the lung cancer, newly appeared, and the breast and thyroid cancers which have re-appeared, have not responded in kind. Rather, they are invasively attempting to conquer Lynn's body.

For the second time in her forty years, doctors have prophesied a limited life span for this resilient woman. Yet with this forecast, they have greatly shortened the time frame from years to months.

To add to the shock of their deadly diagnosis, doctors have told Lynn that there are indications that her right breast, liver, one remaining kidney and adrenal gland are all infected with malignancies. The most inconceivable aspect of this medical nightmare being that doctors believe none of the cancers are metastic. That is, they are not connected to, nor have spread as a result of, one another.

Lynn's attitude about the cancerous war raging within her is simple and forthright. She acknowledges the short life term doctors have predicted. She places no blame for her circumstance. She professes a one hundred percent acceptance of her future, trusting in God. The only distraction to her compliant mindset is that she would like to know why so many cancers have independently invaded her body? It is a question for which she is still awaiting an answer.

In the meantime, Lynn strives to sustain a positive attitude. Her days are spent interacting with the college students she so passionately cares about. Her nights are spent trying to manage an ever-rising mountain of medical bills.

This gutsy woman fears that her ebbing energy level is a warning knell that soon she will be physically unable to perform her job. It is a prospect she abhors. Yet in typical fashion, Lynn has recently added a new activity to her schedule -- that of cancer hospital volunteer.

It is her wish to provide living proof to patients that cancer is not necessarily a death sentence but rather, as she has evidenced, something to overcome, despite any medical prognoses.

Lynn has positively determined that her ultimate life goal is to spend the rest of her days offering such hope. She dreams of writing a book to reach those she won't have the opportunity to speak to in the hospital, at school, or in her church.

In her own words, "At this point I don't know if I'm going to live to be eighty or if I will be around just long enough to live God's will. But, what I do know is that I don't want people to just remember me for my illnesses.

I've come to realize that I don't want to be defined by the car that I drive, or the home where I live, or the cancers I've suffered. I just want to be known as a person who has faced and overcome a lot with great courage, a person with heart who cares about people and the world, a person who tries to get along with everyone. I just want to be Lynn.

Like I said, one extraordinary person.

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