Weekly Reading

We, Angels and Mortal's, Believers and Non-Believers,
Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at each other, then into ourselves
And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation.

Peace, My Brother.
Peace, My Sister.
Peace, My Soul.
~Maya Angelou

Weekly Reading

When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary
project, all your thoughts break their bonds; your mind transcends
limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you
find yourself in a new, great and wonderful world. Dormant forces,
faculties and talents become alive, and you discover yourself to be
a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.

- Patanjali

Weekly Reading

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don't know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you're tired and weary,
because it means you've made a difference.

It's easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those
who are also thankful for the setbacks.

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.

Weekly Reading

Yes

It could happen anytime, tornado
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could you know. That's why we wake
and look out no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

-William Stafford

Weekly Reading

It is possible, I suppose that sometime
we will learn everything there is to learn:
what the world is, for example, and what it means.

I think this as I am crossing from one field to another,
in summer, and the mockingbird is mocking me,
as one who either knows enough already
or knows enough to be perfectly content not knowing.
Song being born of quest he knows this:
he must turn silent were he suddenly assaulted with answers.
Instead oh hear his wild, caustic, tender warbling ceaselessly
unanswered.

At my feet the white-petalled daisies display
the small suns of their center piece,
their - if you don't mind my saying so - their hearts.
Of course I could be wrong, perhaps their hearts
are pale and narrow and hidden in the roots.
What do I know? But this: it is heaven itself to take what is given,
to see what is plain; what the sun lights up willingly;
for example - I think this as I reach down, not to pick
but merely to touch - the suitability of the field for the daisies,
and the daisies for the field.
~Mary Oliver