There is a race. We are born into it. It is older than we are but we have to win it. We are here in it but we are leaving it. How do we win a race that has no end? We are born to race and yet our racial differences is keeping it hidden from us. We race not even knowing that we are competing. Mother earth your children born in your world and yet we are forced to race. Mother earth you give all for free and yet we are forced to race the never ending race of humanity.
Let the heart rejoice. Thank you for sharing your love with me. Thank you for giving me some of you treasure. From one heart it goes to another but yet it is the same. In love all are one. For to give is to love. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Uncertainty is beautiful. Life is about taking chances. Yes, but how do i break the patterns that i have develop. Each day i only repeat yesterday. This pattern is it part of life? is it life? that water only flows in one direction…
Life is beautiful and it is everywhere and yet noone knows what it is for sure. Life expresses itself in many ways. It is consciousness at its finess. Life is always on top of life.
Mother earth must be alive because living thing always grow on top of livingthing and therefore all the starts and the planets and even the universe must be alive too. Life gives life.
Faith means living with uncertainty – feeling your way through life, letting your heart guide you like a lantern in the dark.
Dan Millman
Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.
William Congreve
The trouble with the world is that the stupid are so confident while the intelligent are full of doubt.
- Bertrand Russell
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy
- Francis of Assisi
Life is but a dream. How can i wake up in this dream. I try to pinch myself but sleeping is sweet. Sweet sleep please let this dream not turn into a nightmare. Sweet dream, let my dream be of life. In my heart of hearts I know that it is not real. How can i face it look and feel so real. I am awake but It is a dream. Who is awake? i am dreaming of wanting to wake. Sweet dream, let me sleep.
The stream is moving foward, no time to rest. It just keep going forever, and now she exists only in the heart of time.
The world is the reflection of the collective. When we think about that which is beautiful we uplift the world. However, when we think of what is fearful we destroy the world and through that kind of thinking we manifest all the bad things of the world. Think of love so you can uplift the world. Think of light to you can brighten your world. We are building the world of tomorrow based on what we think now. Let‘s create a paradise for the future generation. Let‘s make the world a better place for our children. Think of love so that love can be manifested everywhere. Let the next generation see only that which is beautiful and good everywhere. Let us change the way we think so we can change the world
The great thing about you is that you can think. This is the gift of free will. You are free to think whatever you want and that which you think get reflected back into your life. This is powerful; it is very powerful. As you think so you are so you become. Think of something great so you can be great. Think of good things so you can be good.