Just as darkness resides in the light, light resides in the darkness.
In dark times, it is important to follow the light. The stars and the moon will light our way.
As an old Chinese proverb says, this to shall pass.
I don’t know whether the universe, with its countless galaxies, stars, and planets, has a deeper meaning or not, but at the very least, it is clear that we humans who live on this earth face the task of making a happy life for ourselves. Therefore, it is important to discover what will bring about the greatest degree of happiness. – Insight from the Dalai Lama
Go out and find your happiness this weekend! Happy Friday!
I was really touched by a story I read on Facebook yesterday about the group of Mormon missionaries who while helping clean up some of the devastation from hurricane Sandy found an old safe in a pile of rubble at a person’s house. The owner said to throw it in the trash, yet curiosity got the better of the missionaries. They were able to pry the safe open and found a couple of envelopes with nearly $25,000 cash inside. Being the good Mormons they are, they returned the cash to owner who then offered to give them the money. Of course they refused.
Only a spontaneous feeling of empathy with others can really inspire us to act on their behalf. Nevertheless, compassion does not arise mechanically. Such a sincere feeling must grow gradually, cultivated within each individual, based on their own conviction of its worth. Adopting a kind attitude thus becomes a personal matter. How each of us behaves in daily life is, after all, the real test of compassion. – Insight from the Dalai Lama
During this time of year we are bombarded by stories of compassion, giving and miracles. We are reminded to give to those in need, yet this message is often forgotten the rest of the year.
Lets show compassion and be an angel every day of the year, not just the 25 days before Christmas!
Often times we need to fight our inner demons before we can move forward with our lives. It is quite easy to find the fuels that supply our rage. The key is to learn to control the rage within so we can shine our true light and shine the true love compassion that lies within.
In our busy lives, many of us probably wish to have someone hand us a silver platter to take all our troubles away. Just snap your fingers, wiggle your nose, and say some magic words, and POOF! no more trouble. We often times forget the strength that lies within our selves. To remind ourselves this is only temporary, and we will get through it. Whether it be dealing with our troubles, running a half-marathon, trying to pass a course, or any other challenge life may throw at us.
Meditation is a great way to calm our minds to find our inner strength. I’m not one to sit on the floor cross-legged for hours at a time. Instead I find other ways to meditate. It could be going for a walk or a run, while having a soak in the bath, one of my favorites was while breast feeding in the wee hours of the morning (although I’m past the breastfeeding stage with my girls).
I know most days I’d rather be in my nice warm comfortable bed instead of getting up early. Although I’d have to say my most favorite time of day is in the early morning when everything is quiet and still. Find a quiet time to reflect. If anything, start a gratitude journal. If you’re not into writing in a journal, or are like me and are very sporadic at keeping a journal, then pick up a stone to become your gratitude rock. Hold this stone in your hands for a few minutes each day to reflect on what you are grateful for. Put it in your pocket and each time you put your hand in the pocket and feel the stone, think of something you are grateful for.
Gratitude will help lead you to the path of abundance.
I am grateful for my followers and for any new visitors to my blog. I am grateful for my family and all their love and support. I am grateful for my children for the joy they bring to my heart. I am grateful for my husband’s budgeting skills to keep our family budget on track. I am grateful for my and my family’s health.
These are a few things of what I am grateful for. What are you grateful for?
On my way to work this morning I was listening to some tunes when Tom Cochrane’s No Regrets came on my iPod. I thought to myself, how fitting right now. When you reflect back on your life, ensure you have no regrets, remember the good times you had.
As many of you know already, I ran another half-marathon on the weekend. I would have to say this was the most difficult run I have done to date. I now also know what my husband means by a “blown run”. (Fellow runners, you may also know what I mean by this term)
I was running with a great friend of mine who was inspired by my running when I did the Melissa’s road race last year. She was as much of an inspiration to me as I was to her. She wanted to finish the race in under 2:45, and her husband told us to start with the 2:30 pace bunny. We were keeping good pace for around the first 5-7 km when we heard, “runners on your left.” Jenn looked behind us and said, “are you the 2:45 pace bunny? I can’t possibly finish at 2:45.” I told Jenn to go ahead, that I’d be fine. I stuck with the 2:45 pace bunny, or just slightly back, for around the next 7 km. By the 15 k marker, my legs said they had enough. The devil on my shoulder was telling me to quit, lie down on the road and cry to my heart’s content. The angel was telling me not to quit, that Jenn would not quit. The angel kept telling me I could do it. I’d done that race before, so what was different. The angel even reminded me of a similar situation I was in when I had my second daughter. I was exhausted and getting frustrated about breastfeeding. The pediatrician asked if I breastfed my oldest. I told her yes. She asked for how long. I told her for 11 months. She then told me I could do it, and to not worry. I went on to breastfeed our youngest for 14 months.
This race was not for me. I was there to get Jenn where she needed to be. In fact, life has a funny way of working out. It was about 4 years ago I got the inkling to even want to run a half-marathon in the first place.Yes, that first one was for me, yet it inspired Jenn who had never been a runner in the first place to lace up and find a new passion.
I did finish the race, and ended up walking the last 5 km. My husband was waiting at the last turn with my 2 beautiful daughters in the stroller, and as a family we all came in together. I couldn’t have done it without my husband, and without Jenn. I’m proud of us all.
I’m dedicating today’s blog to all the people who are fighting a battle with cancer, have fought a battle with cancer and won, and those whose battle was lost. You can do this, you can reach the finish line.