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Is...Meant to Be Lived
Life is to be lived. No excuses. No reservations. No holding back.
An enchanting story about violinist Fritz Kreisler tells how he once
came across a beautiful instrument he wanted to acquire. When he
finally raised the money for the violin, he returned to buy it and
learned that it had already been sold to a collector.
He went to the new owner's home in order to try to persuade him to
sell the violin. But the collector said it was one of his prized
possessions and he could not let it go. The disappointed Kreisler
turned to leave, but then asked a favor. "May I play the instrument
once more before it is consigned to silence?"
Permission was granted and the great musician began to play. The
violin sang out a quality of music so beautiful that the collector
himself could only listen in wonderment. "I have no right to keep that
to myself," he said after the musician finished. "The violin is yours,
Mr. Kreisler. Take it into the world and let people hear it."
William Arthur Ward said, "If you believe in prayer, pray; if you
believe in serving, serve; if you believe in giving, give. For you
and I are exquisite violins - our music is meant to be heard."
I want to live my life that way - to take it into the world and live
it fully. I'd rather burn out than rust out. I'd rather be used up
than die not having done whatever I could . . . wherever I would.
I'm not talking about wearing ourselves out on over-activity.
Happiness is never found in excessive busyness. But it is found in
investing our lives in others. Saying YES when asked for a hand.
Volunteering some time for a worthwhile organization. Spending an
hour with a lonely relative.
In the end, I know that my happiness will not have been
about my ability or my inability. It will have been about my
availability. My life is meant to be lived.
~ Steve Goodier ~
An enchanting story about violinist Fritz Kreisler tells how he once
came across a beautiful instrument he wanted to acquire. When he
finally raised the money for the violin, he returned to buy it and
learned that it had already been sold to a collector.
He went to the new owner's home in order to try to persuade him to
sell the violin. But the collector said it was one of his prized
possessions and he could not let it go. The disappointed Kreisler
turned to leave, but then asked a favor. "May I play the instrument
once more before it is consigned to silence?"
Permission was granted and the great musician began to play. The
violin sang out a quality of music so beautiful that the collector
himself could only listen in wonderment. "I have no right to keep that
to myself," he said after the musician finished. "The violin is yours,
Mr. Kreisler. Take it into the world and let people hear it."
William Arthur Ward said, "If you believe in prayer, pray; if you
believe in serving, serve; if you believe in giving, give. For you
and I are exquisite violins - our music is meant to be heard."
I want to live my life that way - to take it into the world and live
it fully. I'd rather burn out than rust out. I'd rather be used up
than die not having done whatever I could . . . wherever I would.
I'm not talking about wearing ourselves out on over-activity.
Happiness is never found in excessive busyness. But it is found in
investing our lives in others. Saying YES when asked for a hand.
Volunteering some time for a worthwhile organization. Spending an
hour with a lonely relative.
In the end, I know that my happiness will not have been
about my ability or my inability. It will have been about my
availability. My life is meant to be lived.
~ Steve Goodier ~
Reasons Why I Love You !
I can be myself when I am with you.
Your idea of romance is dim lights, soft music, and just the two of us.
Because you make me feel like,like, like I have never felt before.
I can tell you anything, and you won't be shocked.
Your undying faith is what keeps the flame out of love alive
You and me together, we can make magic.
We're a perfect match.
Thinking of you, fills me with a wonderful feeling.
Your love gives me the feeling, that the best is still ahead.
You never give up on me, and that's what keeps me going.
You are simply irresistible
I love you because you bring the best out of me.
Your terrific sense of humor
Every time I look at you, my heart misses a beat
You're the one who holds the key to my heart
You always say what I need to hear (You are perfect).
You have taught me the true meaning of love.
Love is, what you mean to me - and you mean everything.
You are my theme for a dream.
I have had the time of my life and I owe it all to you.
When I look into your eyes, I can see your heart.
Your love for me is a natural anti-depressant.
I love to hear your voice.
Your love has helped me to rediscover myself.
Your love is an effective anti-dote to despair.
I love to wake up with you by my side...It makes my days better.
You always make me feel that you are by my side no matter what.
I love that feeling of being secure when you wrap your arms around me.
I love the way you keep your cool when I do something stupid.
Just being with you feels like I can defy the whole world.
You mean the world to me.
I like your small gestures that speak volumes about how much you care.
I love the way you treasure the gifts that I gave you.
I love the way you patch up with me after a tumultuous fight.
And, of-course, your intelligence, 'cause you were smart enough to fall in love with me ;-)
The Heart
Its Not How Much You Love..........Its How much You Are Loved That Matters.......(TinMan)!!!
WHY WAIT SO LONG?
DATING ON THE INTERNET, IT SEEMS LIKE ITS JUST A WAY FOR WOMEN TO CHAT. THEY ARE THE SLOWEST CREATURES TO MAKE INVITATIONS
TO MEET. HOW IS A RELATIONSHIP GOING TO BLOSSOM ,IF ALL YOU DO IS PUSH KEYS.SOONER OR LATER AN INVITATION SHOULD BE GIVEN TO A GUY, BUT NOT THREE MONTHS DOWN THE ROAD. I MEAN SHE CAN MAKE ALL THE ARANGMENTS ON THE MEETING PLACE ,SO SHE'LL FEEL SAFE AND AT EASE. MYSELF, I'VE GONE THRU THE CHATTING STAGE TIME & TIME AGAIN. IF A LADY IS SERIOUS ABOUT FINDING HER A MAN, IT LOOKS LIKE SHE'D SEEM MORE INTERESTED IN HIM.I'VE BEEN LOOKING ON A LOT OF SITES FOR A LADY LOOKING FOR A SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP THAT
COULD LEAD TO MARRIAGE,AND THEY ALL ACT THE SAME. I KNOW A LOT OF THESE LADYS HAVE HAD BAD RELATIONSHIPS WITH THEIR HUSBANDS
THAT ARE NO LONGER WITH THEM OR BOY FRIENDS. THEY SEEM TO PUT ALL MEN IN A BASKET AND THINK THEY'RE ALL THE SAME. MY BIGGEST PROBLEM IS AND ITS THE SAME WITH ME ,THEY ALL SAY THEIR LONELY.
IT LOOKS LIKE IF THEY ARE THEY'DE ASK A MAN TO MEET THEM TO SEE IF HE'S WHAT THE'RE LOOKING FOR,BUT ITS QITE THE OPPOSITE THEY WAIT FOREVER AND ENDURE THEIR LONELYNESS. TO ME WOMEN ARE CONFUSING AND I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIGURE THEM OUT ,BUT I STILL LOVE THEM.
LEEHOOKSTER@AOL.COM
LEE FULTZ
TO MEET. HOW IS A RELATIONSHIP GOING TO BLOSSOM ,IF ALL YOU DO IS PUSH KEYS.SOONER OR LATER AN INVITATION SHOULD BE GIVEN TO A GUY, BUT NOT THREE MONTHS DOWN THE ROAD. I MEAN SHE CAN MAKE ALL THE ARANGMENTS ON THE MEETING PLACE ,SO SHE'LL FEEL SAFE AND AT EASE. MYSELF, I'VE GONE THRU THE CHATTING STAGE TIME & TIME AGAIN. IF A LADY IS SERIOUS ABOUT FINDING HER A MAN, IT LOOKS LIKE SHE'D SEEM MORE INTERESTED IN HIM.I'VE BEEN LOOKING ON A LOT OF SITES FOR A LADY LOOKING FOR A SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP THAT
COULD LEAD TO MARRIAGE,AND THEY ALL ACT THE SAME. I KNOW A LOT OF THESE LADYS HAVE HAD BAD RELATIONSHIPS WITH THEIR HUSBANDS
THAT ARE NO LONGER WITH THEM OR BOY FRIENDS. THEY SEEM TO PUT ALL MEN IN A BASKET AND THINK THEY'RE ALL THE SAME. MY BIGGEST PROBLEM IS AND ITS THE SAME WITH ME ,THEY ALL SAY THEIR LONELY.
IT LOOKS LIKE IF THEY ARE THEY'DE ASK A MAN TO MEET THEM TO SEE IF HE'S WHAT THE'RE LOOKING FOR,BUT ITS QITE THE OPPOSITE THEY WAIT FOREVER AND ENDURE THEIR LONELYNESS. TO ME WOMEN ARE CONFUSING AND I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIGURE THEM OUT ,BUT I STILL LOVE THEM.
LEEHOOKSTER@AOL.COM
LEE FULTZ
inheritence
im due some inheritence in 6wks which is a lot of money,do i invest it or spend spend spend:
Dream a Little Dream....
Sooo.
Last night I had the most bizarre, vivid dream. I don't know for sure that I can even describe it. It started very quickly and was over in the blink of an eye.
It started with me sitting on the edge of my bed, getting ready to lie down. It seemed that the lights got a little more intense and then there was an overwhelming sensation of being sucked down. I could hear a voice that was muted, but I knew in the dream it was deafening. I could see my body sliding in small vertical slices. It made me think of that tool they use to trace wood trim for duplication. Then I could feel the slices of my body moving.
I was physically sensing myself slipping into a dark hole. The voice was saying,"Why do you want to stay? This is all there is!"
I frantically wrapped my arms close, holding all the pieces together. The slices melded back to one.
As I woke, I could see minute details of what had happened. The threads through my buttons, a small ding in the wall I'd never noticed before. The heat of emotion that tore through me. Without effort, the thought that ran through my head was this: THIS is my heartbeat. My children and grandchildren are my lifeblood. Material things are just that, material. The THIS that brought me back is Love.
online today!
The year od the Cat by Al Stewart and Peter wood
Year of the Cat
Al Stewart & Peter Wood
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
Al Stewart & Peter Wood
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
I'm too
sexy for my shirt!
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HOW TO STAY YOUNG?
We all need to read this one over and over
until it becomes part of who we are:
HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Try everything twice ...
Once seen on a tombstone epitaph: "Tried everything twice... loved it both times!"
2. Spend time with cheerful friends ...
The grouches and complainers will pull you down.
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down (keep this in mind if you are one of those grouches).
3. Keep learning ...
Learn more about crafts, computers, gardening, whatever.
4. Enjoy the simple things ...
When the children are young, that is all that you can afford.
When they are in college, that is all that you can afford.
When you are on retirement, that is all that you can afford!
5. Laugh often, long and loud — laugh until you gasp for breath ...
If you have a friend who makes you laugh, spend lots of time with him or her.
6. The tears happen — endure, grieve, and move on ...
The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves.
Lost time can never be found. LIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love ...
Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever — your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health ...
If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips ...
Take a trip to the mall, to the next state, or even to another country, but NOT to Guilt City.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them ... at every opportunity.
11. Forgive now those who made you cry. You might not get a second time.
12. Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER ...
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away.
And do share this with someone.
Open the door he has to get out!
He goes to see the girl of the ghetto. Dark savage streets. A hut, lighted by candle . She is magician Female prophet Sorceress Dressed in the past All arrayed.......... The Stars .......... The Moon .......... She reads the future in your hand...................- - James Douglas Morrison ...( R.I.P. )
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