Trust

I want you to trust me.

I want you to know that I can be trusted.

I want to trust you.

I want to know that you can be trusted.

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Artist: The Jungle Book Lyrics
Song: Trust In Me Lyrics

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me
You can sleep safe and sound
Knowing I am around

Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me

Published in: on May 15, 2007 at 10:09 pm Leave a Comment

Happy Mother’s Day To All Mother’s!

 MOTHERS AND DAUGHTERS

Mothers and daughters
Were daughters and mothers
Not so long ago.
We give and take
And take and give
Along time’s endless row.

Love is passed
And love received
To be passed on again:
A precious heirloom
Twice, twice blessed,
A spiritual cardigan.
 I’ll put it on
And treasure it,
The me I have received,
And when the roles
Reverse again,
I’ll have what I most need.

So may our love
Go on and on,
A hundred thousand years;
Mothers and daughters,
Daughters and mothers,
Through joys and other tears
.

 Copyright by Nicholas Gordon

Published in: on May 14, 2007 at 8:10 am Leave a Comment

Something to Ponder: Barry Lopez Quote-

Barry Lopez

“How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one’s culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light.”

Arctic Dreams

Published in: on May 4, 2007 at 6:46 pm Leave a Comment

Paul Beattie: “When My Mind is Still”

Paul Beattie:

When My Mind is Still

When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I remember things too easily forgotten:
The purity of early love,
The maturity of unselfish love that asks –
desires — nothing but another’s good,
The idealism that has persisted through all the tempest of life.

When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I can find a quiet assurance, an inner peace, in the core of my being.
It can face the doubt, the loneliness, the anxiety,
Can accept these harsh realities and can even grow
Because of these challenges to my essential being.

When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I can sense my basic humanity,
And then I know that all men and women are my brothers and sisters.
Nothing but my own fear and distrust can separate me from the love of friends.
If I can trust others, accept them, enjoy them,
Then my life shall surely be richer and more full.
If I can accept others, this will help them to be more truly themselves,
And they will be more able to accept me.

When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I know how much life has given me:
The history of the race, friends and family,
The opportunity to work, the chance to build myself.
Then wells within me the urge to live more abundantly,
With greater trust and joy,
With more profound seriousness and earnest service,
And yet more calmly at the heart of life.

Paul Beattie was a Unitarian Universalist minister, serving in congregations including in Kansas City, Missouri, and last at the First Unitarian Church of Pittsburgh, PA. He was also president of the Fellowship of Religious Humanists, among his many involvements.

Published in: on May 3, 2007 at 10:59 pm Leave a Comment

Elizabeth: “What I Want”

What I Want

By Elizabeth

I want to know

what makes you

Smile

Angry

Laugh

Sad

Cry

Weak

Strong

Afraid

Think

Lonely

Brave

Give

Take

Curious

Doubt

Argue

Dream

Lazy

Sing

Beg

Hope

Stay

Trust

Wish

Hide

Sane

Passionate

Grin

Stubborn

Hesitate

Crazy

Wait

To Know What

Inspires you

Distracts you

Embarrasses you

Irritates you

Excites you

Drives you

Bores you

Defines you

Influences you

Touches you

Enchants you

Mystifies you

Offends you

Amazes you

Weakings you

Delights you

Patronizes you

Bothers you

Baffles you

Calms you

Flatters you

Pleases you

Completes you 

I want to know all the things

That makes you YOU.

Published in: on April 25, 2007 at 1:43 am Leave a Comment

Shannon M. Snyder: “Still Waiting”

Still Waiting

© By Shannon M. Snyder
Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes.
I’m still waiting on my toes.
Holding every breath, not thinking twice.
Time goes so slow, it never flies.
I’m just waiting to hold you again.
I pray it will happen, but I don’t know when.
You’re so far away from me.
I hear your voice in my head, but your face I can’t see.
I’m holding on with all that I’ve got.
My body’s growing weak, but my heart is not.
I cry myself to sleep wondering where you are.
I wonder if you’re wondering about me, looking at the same bright star.
Heaven knows we are meant to be.
No one else will ever complete me.
You are my heart, my soul, and everything in between.
I know I can’t see the future, but I wish this could be seen.
I would look to see how our children would grow.
And how we look when we’re old, moving so slow.
I would laugh at how in love we still are.
And the boat you drive that you call your car.
But I can’t see the future, deep down I wonder if you’ll even come back.
I hate myself for thinking it, but sometimes my heart is black.
The only thing I’ve ever wanted is you.
It’s funny that you’re the one thing I can’t hold onto.
I watch you slide from out of my grip.
I cry inside, my whole world starts to slip.
I know I’ll make it, I’ll be ok.
One more day without you, what’s another day?
I will still wait, I know you’ll come back.
I won’t let myself doubt it, I won’t let myself crack.
Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes.
I’m still here waiting on my toes.
Holding every breath, not thinking twice.
Time goes so slow, it never flies.

Published in: on April 23, 2007 at 1:53 pm Comments (2)

Today’s Quote I liked….

*I read this on someone elses Blog this morning & I like it.

“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Published in: on April 14, 2007 at 5:12 pm Leave a Comment

“My Dear” by ???

MY DEAR

Don’t be afraid, my dear…
for I am here.
As I always will be…
my dear, don’t you see?
Never will I go…
release your sorrow.
Weep to me, my dear,
for I understand your fear.
Let go of that pain,
as our tears fall like rain.
Cry with you I shall,
right here and right now.
Let go of the dark shadows of the past,
a ray of sunlight and hope I do cast…
upon your weary soul.
Yet the darkness of the past continues to unfold,
engulfing your very being, your present, your future…
Leave that place, my dear, where you once were.
Come out of the darkness and into the light…
Come into the day and out of the night…
Yes, we will make it,
little by little bit by bit…
We will survive;
as you look up into my eyes…
I say to you, “You are not alone, my dear…”
as I wipe away that one last tear.

Published in: on April 12, 2007 at 4:21 am Leave a Comment

“Seek Not My Heart” by Kit McCallum

Seek Not My Heart
by Kit McCallum
Oh gentle winds ‘neath moonlit skies,
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?

Below the branches, here about,
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,
Do not you hear my woeful screams?

Upon the meadows, touched with dew,
Do not you see my hearts a’skew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Do not you feel my jagged scars?

Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,
For you’ll not find it ‘mongst these trees.

It’s scattered ‘cross the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.
It’s drifting o’re the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain.

It’s buried ‘neath the meadow fair,
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.
It’s lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.

No gentle winds, seek not my heart,
For simply … it has torn apart.

Published in: on April 11, 2007 at 2:54 am Comments (1)

NOW by Charles R. Skinner

If you have hard work to do,

Do it now.

Today the skies are clear and blue,

Tomorrow clouds may come in view,

Yesterday is not for you;

Do it now.

If you have a song to sing,

Sing it now.

Let the notes of gladness ring

Clear as song of birds in Spring,

Let every day some music bring;

Sing it now.

If you have kind words to say,

Say them now.

Tomorrow may not come your way,

Do a kindness while you may,

Loved ones will not always stay;

Say them now.

If you have a smile to show,

Show it now.

Make hearts happy, roses grow,

Let friends around you know

The love you have before they go;

Show it now. 

Published in: on April 4, 2007 at 1:45 am Leave a Comment