The spring came suddenly, bursting upon the world as a child bursts into a room, with a laugh and a shout and hands full of flowers. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow continue reading …
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when faces called flowers float out of the ground
and breathing is wishing and wishing is having-
but keeping is downward and doubting and never
-it’s april(yes,april;my darling)it’s spring!
yes the pretty birds frolic as spry as can fly
yes the little fish gambol as glad as can be
(yes the mountains are dancing together)
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The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose. ~ Heda Bejar
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For 28 years, silver-haired Mildred Norman Ryder wandered from place to place across America, walking over 25,000 miles to bring a message of peace to everyone she encountered. On her journey she took no money, personal belongings, or food. No cell phone, for in those days cell phones hadn’t been invented. What propelled her was confidence in the intrinsic kindness of human beings and trust in the goodness of life itself. She called herself Peace Pilgrim. Some have likened Peace Pilgrim to a Twentieth Century Saint Francis of Assisi.
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Happiness held is the seed; happiness shared is the flower.
In a society where the individual is put on a pedestal and where selfishness is excused in the name of independence, Psychiatrist Karl Menninger’s advice about the connection between personal sanity and giving to others may be perplexing.
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Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.”
Of course you do not do this out loud; otherwise,
someone would call the cops.
Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us
to connect.
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