I Believe

I believe for every drop of rain that falls,

A flower grows.

I believe that somewhere in the darkest night

A candle glows.

I believe for every soul who goes astray

An Angel comes to show the way.

I believe. I believe.


I believe above the storm the smallest prayer,

Is heard.

And I believe someone in the great ‘out there’

Listens to every word.

Each time I hear a newborn baby cry

Or touch a leaf or see a star,

I know why I believe.


Jimmy Shirl &Al Stillman

How we love...

How We Love!

Life has taught me this:

Everyday is new

And if anything is true,

All that matters when we’re through

Is how we love.


Faced with what we lack

Some things fall apart.

From the ashes new dreams start, but

All that matters to the heart is how we love


How we love, how we love –

From the smallest act of kindness

In a world of smart and hurt,

In spite of our mistakes chances come again.

If we lose or if we win,

All that matter in the end is how we love


How we love, how we love.

I will not forget your kindness when I needed it so much.

Sometimes we forget trying to be so strong

In this world of right and wrong.

All that matters when we’ve gone,

All that mattered all along,

All we have that does live on –

Is how we’ve loved.


Beth Nielsen Chapman

Moving On

As every flower fades and youth must give way to old age,
So all wisdom and each virtue may be valid only in its day.
Nothing but our Highest Self stays with us forever.
At life’s calling the human soul must say farewell

And be ready for a new beginning.
Bravely and without sadness we need to
Enter into ever new learning, safe in the knowledge that
In the background of all life dwells the power of the Unseen,
To guide and protect us and help us to live,
Wherever our destiny may take us one day.

We are meant to move happily through space and time,
Without making our home in any one of them,
Because we know that our true home lies elsewhere.
The Spirit of the Divine never aims
To tie and restrict any of us; quite the opposite is true!

Step by step the Universe tries to lift us
Beyond the horizons of our present understanding.
If we are in danger of staying with one particular way of living
For too long, our spirit and soul stagnate and start to yearn for
Fresh learning through new adventures and further explorations.


The awareness that there is no death, that life is eternal,
Without beginning or end, helps us to
Give in more readily to the demands of life
When the time for moving on has come.
The hour of departure from the physical plane of life is eased and
We can enjoy our rebirth onto a different level of life,
Because we know that all it means is learning of a different kind.

The realisation that life’s call to the human soul
Will never end fills our heart and soul with good cheer.
It enables us to say good-bye willingly and happily,
Whenever the need arises, and go forward peacefully
To find rest and healing in the oneness with God.

‘Stufen’ by Hermann Hesse

The Light Of Your Soul

May the inner light of your soul guide you
And bless everything you do
With the love and warmth that is in your heart,
So that he beauty of your spirit and soul reflect
Themselves in all your endeavours.

May the sacredness of your work bring healing, light and renewal
To you and all those you get in touch with
And who receive and benefit from your efforts.

May what you are doing never weary you,
But release within you the refreshing wellsprings of
Inspiration and wonder at the magic and miracle of this life.

May you always be present in all you do
And may you never again get lost in the illusion of the material world.

May each new day never burden you and

May every dawn find you awake and alert,
Approaching the gift of a new day with dreams and promises
Of endless and unlimited potential and possibilities.

May every evening find you gracious and fulfilled and

May you go into each night blessed, sheltered and protected
Knowing that your soul forever rests serenely,
Consoled and renewed in the loving arms of your Highest Self,

the living God within and Its Angels.


Created by Anon.

feelings

After a stormy period of mixed feelings of prolonged sadness there comes a calm. After we become convinced that we are at the very brink of eternal despair, or fear, or guilt, or sadness, we are given a reprieve. We have a breathing space that eventually leads to whole days that have personal value and offer us the opportunity for affection. Then we recognize that no period of misery is endless and unrelenting; it is instead, changeable.
~ Carol Staudacher.

“When Great Trees Fall

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety.

When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear.

When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly,

a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words

promised walks never taken.

Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their

now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of dark, cold

And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.” ― Maya Angelou

She

“She didn't belong anywhere and she never really belonged to anyone. And everyone else belonged somewhere and to someone. People thought she was too wonderful. But she only wanted to belong to someone. People always thought she was too wonderful to belong to them or that something too wonderful would hurt too much to lose. And that's why she liked him--because he just thought she was crazy.” 
― C. JoyBell C.