Wednesday, September 1, 2010

"Dreams Are Whispers From the Soul"

Hope you enjoy this beautiful video from Marcia Wieder of Dream University.



Never loose your dreams. Make them real.

Many Blessings to you

Elaine

Please remember to share this with your family and friends. Your comments are always welcome.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Natures Inspiration

The amazing beauty of nature provides many moments and small pleasures to treasure. We sometimes tend to be moving so fast that we forget this gift. Maybe this small token will help to remind us.



Natures Inspiration Movie


Elaine

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

A Song Worth Listening To

Kate Smith singing God Bless America
I couldn't resist posting this. Received it in an email.

The story behind this song:
In early 1940, Kate Smith, a fiercely patriotic American, and the biggest star on radio,
was deeply worried  about her country.  She asked Irving Berlin if he could give her a
song that would reignite the spirit of American  patriotism and faith.  He said he had a
song that he had written in 1917, but never used it.  He said she  could have it.

Kate sat at the piano & played it and realized how good it was.  She called Mr. Berlin
and told him that she couldn't take this from him for nothing.  So, they agreed that
any money that would be  made off the song would be donated to the
Boy Scouts of America.  Thanks to Kate Smith and Irving Berlin, the  Scouts have
received millions of dollars in royalties.

This clip is from the movie "You're in the Army  Now".  You will see a familiar face in
this--one that we are all very proud of.  Frank Sinatra said that when Kate Smith,
whom he considered the greatest singer of his age, first sang this song on the radio,
a  million guys got 'dust' in their eyes and had  you wipe the tears the 'dust' caused.  
If you can watch and listen without 'dust' getting in your eyes, you have no soul.
Sit back and enjoy a Real Star.


Sunday, August 8, 2010

Are you doing busy work?
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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Life Is Too Short

Life is just too short not to have fun with it.

One of the hardest actions that we can perform is to laugh or smile at our self. Allow yourself to smile at yourself. Before you open your mouth and say a four letter word or make a stupid remark which will only make yourself all stressed out, smile at yourself, shake your head and relax.





The following quotes are from Jonathon Lockwood Huie at Dance Lightly

"Play with life, laugh with life, dance lightly with life, and smile at the riddles of life, knowing that life’s only true lessons are writ small in the margin."

"Say NO to the demands of the world. Say YES to the longings of your own heart."

"There is a secret wisdom-of-the-ages that holds the key to breaking our cycle of self-imposed suffering. The secret wisdom is, "Life is not supposed to be fair."

"You don’t have the power to make life “fair,” but you do have the power to make life joyful."

"Life is NOT "Supposed to be Fair." Know that there is no single way that life is "supposed" to be. Demanding that life meet our expectations is a sure fire recipe for a miserable existence. Life is a game with no rules. Life just happens to us regardless of our best intentions. Our only path to happiness lies in being open to receiving whatever life throws at us - with Gratitude. Have NO Expectations of life."

Be sure to visit Jonathon's website. And, if you like inspirational quotes with beautiful pictures be sure to signup for his newsletter. 

Sending you many Blessings...
Elaine



Friday, July 23, 2010

I Will Never Regret

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.
As I've aged, I've become  kinder to myself, and less critical of  myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating  that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly
cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat,
to be messy, to be extravagant.

I  have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great
freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60  &70's, and if I, at the same time,
wish to weep over a lost love  ..... I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and  will dive into
the waves with  abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get  old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten.
And I eventually remember the important  things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when
you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets
hit by a car?  But broken  hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion.
A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I  am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my
youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.

So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As  you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think.
I don't question myself anymore.  I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I  like the person I have
become.  I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time
lamenting what could  have been,  or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert
every single day (if I feel like it).

(I received this in an email and liked it so well that I decided to post it here for all to read. It speaks to my exact thinking.)

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Time To Think!

Imagine that you had won the following prize in a contest:

Each morning your bank would deposit $86,400.00 in your private account for your use. However, this prize had rules, just as any game has certain rules.

The first set of rules would be:

1. Everything that you didn't spend during each day would be taken away from you.
2. You may not simply transfer money into some other account.     
3. You may only spend it.
4. Each morning upon awakening, the bank opens your account with another $86,400.00 for that day.
 
The second set of rules:

1. The bank can end the game without warning; at any time it can say, It's over, the game is over!
2. It can close the account and you will not receive a new one.

What would you personally do?
You would buy anything and everything you wanted, right?
Not only for yourself, but for all the people you love, right?
Even for people you don't know, because you couldn't possibly spend it all on yourself, right?
You would try to spend every cent, and use it all, right?
 
 
ACTUALLY, this GAME is REALITY!

Each of us is in possession of such a magical bank. We just can't seem to see it.

The MAGICAL BANK is TIME!
Each morning we awaken to receive 86,400 seconds as a gift of life, and when we go to sleep at night, any remaining time is NOT credited to us.
What we haven't lived up to that day is forever lost.
Yesterday is forever gone.
Each morning the account is refilled, but the bank can dissolve your account at
any time....WITHOUT WARNING.

SO, what will YOU do with your 86,400 seconds?

Aren't they worth so much more than the same amount in dollars?

Think about that, and always think of this:
Enjoy every second of your life, because time races by so much quicker than you think.
So take care of yourself, and enjoy life!

Here's wishing you a wonderfully beautiful day!!!

Author Unknown

Saturday, July 3, 2010

May you have a fun July 4th and remember why we celebrate this day.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Celebration Of Freedom

July 4, 2010


A day of celebration by enjoying fireworks, picnics, getting together with family and friends and eating out.
"In the United States, Independence Day, commonly known as the Fourth of July, is a federal holiday commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from the Kingdom of Great Britain." ~~ Wikipedia

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible with liberty
And Justice for all.



"We must never forget who
Gets the credit for the freedoms we have, of which we should be
Eternally grateful...


How many pilots' planes Shot down? 
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' Graves ? 
No, freedom isn't free 

I heard the sound of Taps One night, 
When everything was still, 
I listened to the bugler Play
And felt a sudden chill. 

I wondered just how many times 
That Taps had meant 'Amen,'  
When a flag had draped a Coffin. 
Of a brother or a friend.   

I thought of all the Children, 
Of the mothers and the wives, 
Of fathers, sons and Husbands
With interrupted lives.   

I Thought about a graveyard 
At the bottom of the sea  
Of unmarked graves in Arlington . 
No, freedom isn't free."  
By Unknown Poet

Enjoy Your Freedom!! 
Give Thanks to All That Have Sacrificed So We Can Be Free!!
 
Please keep safe this holiday.
Blessings to you all...

Hope you enjoy this special gift from The Singing Man:
Fourth 2010

Monday, June 7, 2010

"Kindness"

Kindness
Poem by Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. 
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
     purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you every where
like a shadow or a friend.