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Sunday Thought For The Day

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Music For The Soul: Sunrise

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Brian Crain:  Sunrise

 

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Hills of Africa — A Journey Into You

“We shall not cease from explo­ration. And the end of all our explor­ing will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” ~ T. S. Eliot

Explo­ration.  What does that word bring up for you? 

Today I’m sit­ting down to talk with some­one who has lived very much a life of explo­ration.  Please wel­come Sandy Salle here to this space.  Sandy, along with her sister-in-law Mered­ith Hill, oper­ate Hills of Africa Travel.  Sandy, who cur­rently lives in the United States, is a native of Zim­babwe.  Her many years in Africa have given her a deep love of the coun­try, the cul­ture, and the explo­ration of a very remote and untamed part of our world. 

Please read along as Sandy shares about her expe­ri­ence with this great part in our world…Africa.  And in that, feel her deep sense of love for this place, and for an explo­ration not only of another part of our world but also an explo­ration into self…

1. What is it about Africa that really touches your soul?
It’s pure energy.

Every­thing from the smell of the first rains to the melt­ing sun­sets, the bright col­ors to the strong aro­mas, and the mag­netic wildlife to the gen­uine peo­ple, Africa is a place where you leave with a new out­look on life and on yourself.

To me, there is no other place on earth where you can sit for hours on end in com­plete silence as you watch the story of nature unfold before you. And the peo­ple are so gen­uine in their hos­pi­tal­ity and joy that you can­not help but feel trans­formed by their energy.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Sandy, what a won­der­ful view of Africa!  And truly, what a mag­nif­i­cent expe­ri­ence to life.  Being able to expe­ri­ence the beauty of our world — both our nat­ural world and from the inhab­i­tants of that said world…in such grace…beautiful!

2. You have started your own com­pany, Hills of Africa. Tell us about the inspi­ra­tion behind that. And how long you have been doing this?
I was work­ing in NYC and had just had my first child when we took a trip to North Car­olina in March of 2002 to visit my brother and his wife. With the inten­tion of mak­ing a move, we put an offer on a house. Whilst talk­ing about life, my sister-in-law told me of her plans to start a travel com­pany. I didn’t think any­thing of it.

When we went on hol­i­day together a few months later, she asked me if I would like to join her in her com­pany. I eagerly said yes, not even think­ing that I didn’t have any expe­ri­ence in the travel indus­try, but know­ing that I had lots of expe­ri­ence trav­el­ing around Africa from hav­ing lived in Zim­babwe and trav­el­ing around Africa with my parents. So my part­ner is my sister-in-law, my maiden name is Hill—hence the cre­ation of Hills of Africa Travel. We have been in busi­ness since May 2002.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  What I find so great about this is how you have really found some­thing that is deeply mean­ing­ful to you.  And in that, you are cre­at­ing amaz­ing expe­ri­ences for all of the trav­el­ers that come your way!  What a trip this must be!!  And, from our phone con­ver­sa­tions about this and the trips you plan — I have to say — this just sounds like an expe­ri­ence of a life­time!

3.  Tell us about one African adven­ture you have been on and what made it so mean­ing­ful for you.
I trav­eled to Zam­bia to do sev­eral site inspec­tions and ended the trip with spe­cial, one-on-one time with my dad, whom I hadn’t seen in two years. My dad is cur­rently liv­ing and work­ing in Zambia. I took him to the mag­i­cal Zam­bezi Val­ley, stay­ing in two of my favorite camps, Chi­awa Camp and Old Mon­doro on the Lower Zam­bezi River.
It was very emo­tional for me (I am a crier!) as my fam­ily means the world to me. One day we were plan­ning to leave on a game drive and went back to our tents to get ready, when my dad came run­ning (or limp­ing as he has a bad knee) out to tell me that there was a fam­ily of ele­phants in front of his tent. So, instead of going on our game drive, we opted instead to walk and visit with the elephants. They even­tu­ally made their way across the river. 

That after­noon we went for a canoe ride and took a detour as we saw a buf­falo in the reeds. Our guide told us that we might have to come back and head into the main chan­nel as he wasn’t sure our route would get us through. On the way back into camp, we saw our fam­ily of ele­phants start­ing to swim back across the river. 

The funny thing is that if we hadn’t taken this detour to see the buf­falo, we wouldn’t have been in our canoes right next to this fam­ily of ele­phants. This fam­ily of ele­phants swim­ming together was the most amaz­ing sight and really meant so much to me. They all had their trunks up in the air try­ing to fig­ure out where our scent was com­ing from. We man­aged to get so close to them; it was one of the most mean­ing­ful expe­ri­ences I have ever had in the bush. It was as if the ele­phants were speak­ing to me.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Wow!  Sandy, this story you’ve shared here really touches upon the beauty of the moment, and of let­ting that expe­ri­ence — within that moment — become a part of our being.  I sense that very much as I read this, and I also sense the true love you have for this place that you have called home. 

4.  Tell us a lit­tle about the Soul Safari trip you have com­ing up in 2011 (which just sounds like an amaz­ing trip, by the way).
Thank you! It is a truly amaz­ing expe­ri­ence. We hosted a Soul Safari in 2009, which was a great success.

The best way to explain the Soul Safari trip is to first, imag­ine your life with­out fear or uncer­tainty and with the abil­ity to con­trol your own des­tiny. A life where you have the con­trol to erad­i­cate both sub­lim­i­nal and obvi­ous fears, and as a result, you receive clar­ity on your life’s purpose.

We all have past-life fears that block and stall us in our lives, and many times, we are unaware of these fears.

This clar­ity of life is some­thing that the Soul Safari Trans­for­ma­tion with Ainslie MacLeod, a psy­chic and fea­tured author on Oprah’s Soul Series, will help you to achieve. Dur­ing the Soul Safari Trans­for­ma­tion, you’ll dis­cover the sim­ple, step-by-step sys­tem for under­stand­ing your soul’s pur­pose, while you uncover a sense of ful­fill­ment and joy you have never known—all in just 9 days while you enjoy a Zim­babwe safari tour, a Vic­to­ria Falls tour, a Hwange National Park safari, and a Zam­bezi River cruise.

Some of the high­lights that will be expe­ri­enced on the Soul Safari 2011 include 9 days of Trans­for­ma­tion lessons and guid­ance by Ainslie MacLeod, all activ­i­ties of a leisure trip to Zim­babwe, an exter­nal ener­getic boost of nature, and an inter­nal ener­getic boost of game viewing.

In these coach­ing talks and Trans­for­ma­tion lessons with Ainslie, you’ll learn how to iden­tify past life fears and find a moti­va­tion that will result in totally erad­i­cat­ing them. You’ll receive power in absolute clar­ity, you’ll have the abil­ity to embrace your authen­tic self and finally love who you are, you’ll dis­cover a free­dom you’ve never had before, and you’ll dis­cover what you were put here to do.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Sandy, this trip sounds so deeply mov­ing and con­nect­ing at a soul level.  What an expe­ri­ence this has to be — out away from the hus­tle and bus­tle of our daily lives…completely focused on that deeper con­nec­tion to self!  And doing all of this, while sur­rounded by the beau­ti­ful nat­ural ele­ments of the African countryside…so, so good.…

5. Are there any com­mon con­nec­tions between the types of trav­el­ers you have on your dif­fer­ent safaris?
I would say that our clients, no mat­ter the coun­tries they plan on vis­it­ing and no mat­ter the activ­i­ties they choose to take part in, have a curios­ity about life. They always want to learn more and expe­ri­ence new adven­tures, cul­tures, foods, sights, sounds, scents, and cus­toms. They come to Africa to gain per­spec­tive on the world and on them­selves. They leave Africa with a new energy and a new zest for life.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Our world is such an amaz­ing place!  That you have shared your deep love for one cor­ner of that…so awe­some! 

6.  I love that we are talk­ing about Africa – and I can’t help but draw sim­i­lar­i­ties the idea of “jun­gle” that touches both you and I. Could you take a minute to describe what the term “Jun­gle of Life” might mean to you.
Being out in the bush—which isn’t a jun­gle, but draws on some similarities—is all about being clos­est to nature and expe­ri­enc­ing com­plete peace and spir­i­tual awak­en­ing. There is no one else around you, just the ani­mals and the sights and the sounds of nature. You can hear the birds singing and the wind rus­tle the grass, and smell the bold aroma of the earth. You couldn’t be closer to your true self than in the bush / plains, as this is where you really get to know yourself. You are able to con­tem­plate life and think about your future and what you really want out of life. 

Our every­day life is so tan­gled with what we have to get accom­plished, how we should work, and our every­day respon­si­bil­i­ties. Being in the bush, or the Jun­gle of Life, is about find­ing your true self again, dream­ing big, liv­ing big, and remem­ber­ing that we are all here for a big­ger purpose.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  Find­ing that space of becom­ing closer to our true self…that’s what I really draw from what you have shared.  Life can seem like a “jun­gle” some­times. (or…like being out in the bush…)  When we begin that jour­ney of work­ing our way through it all (the “jun­gle”, the “bush”…life…)…really work­ing our way through it — very much this takes us toward that place of our “true self”.  Sandy, that’s what I love about all that you have shared, both here and through our con­ver­sa­tions.  I feel even more con­nected to self, just from hav­ing your words inter­sect with mine…

7. What do you love most about the work that you do?
Noth­ing is more reward­ing to me than shar­ing the beauty and mag­netic power of Africa with our clients. If I can make someone’s dream vaca­tion come true, I feel as though my dream has come true.

We also find it highly reward­ing to send clients on a life-changing jour­ney to Africa and to hear about their expe­ri­ence with the ani­mals and the peo­ple. It’s also amaz­ing to see the peo­ple of Africa get to know trav­el­ers and see how the African peo­ples’ lives are changed for­ever by hav­ing been given the chance of get­ting to know trav­el­ers and learn­ing about their fam­i­lies, their his­to­ries, and their cultures.

Lance’s Com­men­tary:  What I find so neat is how every­thing you offer can be cus­tomized and designed for the expe­ri­ence each trav­eler desires.  What a gift you give to all those who work with you!

Clos­ing Thoughts:  Sandy, the gift you give this world speaks loudly to the pas­sion you have for this remote and wild part of our world.  As in the words of T.S. Elliot, you have not ceased from explo­ration, and in help­ing oth­ers to explore more deeply them­selves.  And in that…we just get to know “us” so much more deeply.  Keep shar­ing this pas­sion you have with the world!


You can keep up with Sandy, and Hills of Africa Travel by fol­low­ing them on Twit­ter and Face­book.  For more infor­ma­tion about an African adven­ture, visit their web­site.   Just vis­it­ing their web­site is an expe­ri­ence into Africa!

Sunday Thought For The Day

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The Dance

I have sent you my invi­ta­tion, the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of liv­ing. Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!” Just stand up qui­etly and dance with me.

Show me how you fol­low your deep­est desires, spi­ral­ing down into the ache within the ache. And I will show you how I reach inward and open out­ward to feel the kiss of the Mys­tery, sweet lips on my own, everyday.

Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. Show me how you turn away from mak­ing another wrong with­out aban­don­ing your­self when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are, And see who I am in the sto­ries I am liv­ing. And together we will remem­ber that each of us always has a choice.

Don’t tell me how won­der­ful things will be … some day. Show me you can risk being com­pletely at peace, truly OK with the way things are right now in this moment, and again in the next and the next and the next…

I have heard enough war­rior sto­ries of heroic dar­ing. Tell me how you crum­ble when you hit the wall, the place you can­not go beyond by the strength of your own will. What car­ries you to the other side of that wall, to the frag­ile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy bound­aries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remem­ber­ing that we never stop silently lov­ing those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk let­ting the world break your heart. And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars over­head make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of busi­ness with­out let­ting busi­ness deter­mine who you are. When the chil­dren are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul’s desires have too high a price, let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your peo­ple and the world the sto­ries and the songs you want our children’s chil­dren to remem­ber, and I will show you how I strug­gle not to change the world, but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared soli­tude, know­ing both our absolute alone­ness and our unde­ni­able belong­ing. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, hold­ing nei­ther against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the dec­la­ra­tions of our sin­cer­est inten­tions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infi­nite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breath­ing us all into being, not fill­ing the empti­ness from the out­side or from within.

Don’t say, “Yes!” Just take my hand and dance with me.

~ Oriah Moun­tain Dreamer

Enlightenment of the Soul

“Before enlight­en­ment; chop wood, carry water. After enlight­en­ment; chop wood, carry water.” ~ Zen Proverb

The Enso (Zen) circle. 

Enlight­en­ment, strength, ele­gance, the Uni­verse, the void…an expres­sion of the moment…and a sym­bol of when the mind is free to let the body and spirit create.

This has become a part of me, quite lit­er­ally.

And this has become a part of my being.  Per­haps it always has been…

I’m drawn in by the word enlight­en­ment.  What does that mean?  Really…mean.

“Enlight­en­ment is the under­stand­ing that this is all, that this is per­fect, that this is it. Enlight­en­ment is not an achieve­ment, it is an under­stand­ing that there is noth­ing to achieve, nowhere to go.” ~ Osho

Back to that idea of what this means…to me.

Aware­ness.  Aware­ness of the soul, of a deeper part of who we are.  The light.  The dark.   And I see this all as part of the jour­ney.  Per­haps that’s a jour­ney inward first, a jour­ney into the depths of who we are…who we really are.  Have you trav­eled there?  Is this a place you want to go?  In moments of con­scious still­ness, we can travel that inward jour­ney.  In trav­el­ing down this path, we open our­selves to what is…what is us. 

We are.

In this very moment, this one in which you are read­ing these words…this is it.  This is your life.  Just as this is my life, in this moment, as I type these words.  And this is perfect.

Is this what you desire?

Back down that inward path again…

What are you cre­at­ing?  In you.

Our life is now.  And like the Zen cir­cle cre­ated by a sin­gle brush stroke, our life is the brush stroke we cre­ate, in this moment.  Per­fectly imper­fect.  Imper­fectly per­fect.  No two moments com­pletely alike.

Back to the journey…

It is one we all con­tinue on.  Are you con­scious of the path you are traveling? 

The Zen cir­cle, to me, rep­re­sents the moments of my life.  This is a path I choose to con­sciously travel down…continually seek­ing a deeper under­stand­ing of enlight­en­ment, grace, and strength in my life.  Some days I soar.  Some days I fall.  And all are good and perfect…


Note:  The Zen cir­cle above was cre­ated by a won­der­ful friend here at the Jun­gle of Life…Lori, from Jane be Nim­ble.  Lori, many thanks of grat­i­tude to you, for the inspi­ra­tion you bring to this world.

Sunday Thought For The Day

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John Wooden:  Octo­ber 14, 1910 — June 4, 2010

A Vacation Of A Lifetime

One’s des­ti­na­tion is never a place, but a new way of see­ing things.” – Henry Miller

A vaca­tion!!  Now there’s some­thing I really love!  It’s great to take a break from the daily things we do, and step into a dif­fer­ent mode of liv­ing our life. 

Today I have a spe­cial guest with us, shar­ing a per­sonal story of a vaca­tion like no other.  Please wel­come Farnoosh Brock, a won­der­ful friend here in this space and some­one whose words always touch upon a deeper mean­ing within me. 

Farnoosh has cre­ated a vibrant space filled with her thoughts on life.  That space, Pro­lific Liv­ing, is one that touches upon the many aspects of truly liv­ing and being fully awake to what life is about.  And the thing is, from every inter­ac­tion we’ve had, I just see this all so being a part of her being.  She truly lives what she writes, and that’s a beau­ti­ful thing to see.  

Sit back and let the words Farnoosh shares touch your soul too… 

A Vaca­tion Of A Lifetime

 

Have you ever left to go on vaca­tion, never to return home?

No?  Well, I have. The vaca­tion of a life­time, quite lit­er­ally, with all its ups and downs, twists and turns, the unknown and the unexplored.

In the spring of 1986, my fam­ily and I left Iran for a real vaca­tion, not just to the beach or the moun­tains of Tehran, but off to Turkey we went! At the time, Turkey hap­pened to be one of the few coun­tries not requir­ing a visa from Ira­ni­ans. It was an easy choice. It was great a spot with all its beaches, attrac­tions, deli­cious food — not as deli­cious as Per­sian food but we wanted vari­ety – and great shop­ping. Plus, it would be my first inter­na­tional trip out of Iran. That meant: no hejab! I was free to wear what I want and at 11 years old, that was the biggest free­dom of all. I exploited it (within lim­its of course, I was with my par­ents after all ;) )!! Suf­fice it to say, this was very excit­ing for all of us, me, my brother, my expect­ing mom and my dad, the plan­ner and the ini­tia­tor among us!

Toward the end of our trip, my dad made an announce­ment. From the way he spoke and looked at my mom, I knew he had already dis­cussed it with her. They are such a team, the two of them, even if they are com­plete oppo­sites. That deci­sion was made on solid ground. Some­times, team­work is imper­a­tive to your survival.

“We will be liv­ing in Turkey!”, he said, which opened a very inter­est­ing dis­cus­sion, even though it was any­thing but a dis­cus­sion. Really, the part about liv­ing in Turkey was not shock­ing alto­gether. Many, many Ira­ni­ans had been flee­ing Iran since 1979. How­ever much you loved your coun­try, oppor­tu­ni­ties and free­dom beck­oned you to make a choice, a dif­fi­cult one, and many opted to leave Iran behind. We absolutely belonged in that cat­e­gory. I was rather excited.

Yes, we were going to live in Turkey and I was going to go to school to learn Eng­lish and we would have a new life here together. It sounded won­der­ful. The part I missed in my Dad’s announce­ment was that we will not be going back at all. We had left Iran with exactly two suit­cases for all of us. Only two! I shop a suitcase’s worth of nice clothes on a ran­dom trip these days, if the right mood strikes! But for­get that. I had left Lucky, my beloved dachs­hund genius dog, with friends. I had not parted ways with my life, my school or my house, oh how I loved that house and how sorely I missed it through the years. I had not brought my “stuff” from my room. I had not said good bye to my girl­friends. I had not fin­ished my “busi­ness” at 11 years old in Iran (mind you, I seem to have had some very clear ideas as to how I would have cleared all my “busi­ness” in order to leave the coun­try but alas, it was not to be and I never did return, not to this day, not once).

I still remem­ber our tiny hotel room where my dad made the announce­ment that changed the course of our lives for­ever. I remem­ber the beds, the small bal­cony over­look­ing the gar­den of the hotel, the stair­case, the out­side and the shops. We ended up liv­ing in that room for 3 months with my preg­nant mom when my Dad left to take care of some busi­ness back home. He was seri­ous and we were all in this together as a fam­ily but we cer­tainly wished that it had hap­pened on other terms.

What fol­lowed after my dad rejoined us for good are three long hard and lonely years in three cities across Turkey. We learned Turk­ish (well, my par­ents refused to learn so my brother and I learned for all of us), we learned Eng­lish (and thus my par­ents could no longer speak Eng­lish in our com­pany as their exclu­sive lan­guage), my lit­tle brother was born (we call him a Turk when we want to tease him), we learned that Ankara can get 4 feet of snow but you have to run in the snow if you miss the bus because school is on no mat­ter what, and that it is not at all out of the ordi­nary for the elec­tric­ity or the water or both of those neces­si­ties to stop work­ing for hours at a time.

We learned that we are very dif­fer­ent from Turk­ish peo­ple, even though they were extremely hos­pitable, kind and invit­ing; no mat­ter, we had very few friends while liv­ing in Turkey. We learned that we can do any­thing together as a fam­ily, and it does not mat­ter if we have to start all over again and strug­gle every day, so long as we had each other, we would be okay. We learned that we had no idea we would miss our fam­ily and our friends and our dog so much, and in a world with­out email or inter­net, dis­tance really meant dis­tance and it hurt. We learned that no house in the future will fill the void of 13 Lida Street ever again. We learned the price of free­dom the hard way, and no mat­ter how much of those years in Turkey I for­get, those lessons are always with me.

In the 25 years since that deci­sion shaped the course of our des­tiny, we have reached what I con­sider mir­a­cles of achieve­ment and suc­cess in our respec­tive lives. We are all happy and still a very tight fam­ily. We hardly ever talk about our time in Turkey any­more except to rem­i­nisce about a funny occa­sion here and there. In fact, I can­not wait to go back with my hus­band and visit the beau­ti­ful coun­try which defined the ini­tial mean­ing of free­dom for me. Most of all, I do not live a sin­gle day where I for­get to indulge in my beloved free­dom, a free­dom rooted in utter grat­i­tude to my par­ents for the sac­ri­fices they made.


Farnoosh started pur­su­ing her pas­sions only in the recent years where worka­holism took a back­seat and bal­ance became a sur­vival mat­ter. She has a love for per­sonal expres­sion, writ­ing, read­ing, trav­el­ing, yoga, Toast­mas­ters, and self-improvement and explores these ele­ments and more on her blog, Pro­lific Liv­ing. She is grate­ful to her friend Lance Ekum and thrilled to be con­tribut­ing here to the fun Jun­gle of Life community.

You can keep up with Farnoosh by sub­scrib­ing to Pro­lific Liv­ing, and fol­low­ing her on Twit­ter.

Smile…And Brighten The World!

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“Because of your smile, you make life more beau­ti­ful.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

S M I L E !!

…for no other rea­son than you can.

Do you know that person? You know the one…always has a smile on her face. Or maybe it’s that you see his smile get big­ger as you approach. 

In that instant, there’s a warmth. A warmth of con­nec­tion, a feel­ing of good­ness, a touch of love. 

It’s such a small thing really. We don’t have to say any­thing, We don’t have to exert a whole lot of energy. We just have to shift a few facial muscles! And in that shift, life IS more beautiful. For those who cross our paths, and for ourselves. All from one sim­ple lit­tle thing…a smile!

Try it right now!!  Smile (or smile a lit­tle big­ger, if you already are smil­ing)!  Let that touch of beauty that comes from this sim­ple act be a part of your being…now…in this moment. 

Smile…because you can!

Join The Move­ment
There’s a new micro­move­ment com­ing, and YOU are invited to join in!

What is a micromovement? A micro­move­ment is YOU, doing an activ­ity locally where you are, record­ing that activ­ity, and then sub­mit­ting the video to have it become part of some­thing greater – with peo­ple from all over the world.

What:   Smile Micro­move­ment
Who:   
Every­one!
When:
  Videos being col­lected through June 26, 2010
Details:
 Cre­ate a short video of your­self (alone, with friends, with fam­ily, etc) smil­ing.   We’ll also be includ­ing loca­tions of where every­one is from .  Please send that to me here.
Ideas include:

  • Smil­ing the whole time
  • Facial expres­sion going from more seri­ous to smiling
  • Smiles turn­ing into laughter

Length:    A short 5 – 10 sec­ond video.
Sub­mis­sion: To sub­mit your video, click here.

NOTE:  The Lev­ity Project video, of every­one smil­ing together, will debut in July.

(Spe­cial note:  that is NOT a self-portrait up above!!!!)

Sunday Thought For The Day

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Eleven Hints for Life

1. It hurts to love some­one and not be loved in return.  But what is more painful is to love some­one and never find the courage to let that per­son know how you feel.

2. A sad thing in life is when you meet some­one who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.

3. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feel­ing like it was the best con­ver­sa­tion you’ve ever had.

4. It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been miss­ing until it arrives.

5. It takes only a minute to get a crush on some­one, an hour to like some­one, and a day to love some­one — but it takes a life­time to for­get someone.

6. Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for some­one who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.

7. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.

8. Always put your­self in the other’s shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it prob­a­bly hurts the per­son too.

9. A care­less word may kin­dle strife. A cruel word may wreck a life. A timely word may level stress. But a lov­ing word may heal and bless.

10. The hap­pi­est of peo­ple don’t nec­es­sar­ily have the best of every­thing they just make the most of every­thing that comes along their way.

11. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with a tear. When you were born, you were cry­ing and every­one around you was smil­ing. Live your life so that when you die, you’re the one smil­ing and every­one around you is crying.

~ Unknown

Healing Love

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Creative Commons License photo credit: TheAlieness Gise­la­Gia­rdino²³

“Live your life from your heart. Share from your heart. And your story will touch and heal people’s souls.” ~ Melody Beattie

Heal­ing.  What does that word mean to you?  Is this some­thing that all of us can use, or more reserved for those times when we really have problems? 

Love.  What does that word mean to you?  Is this some­thing that all of us can use, or more reserved for those times when we really need it?

Today I’m shar­ing about a very mov­ing expe­ri­ence I’ve had recently.  An expe­ri­ence that touched upon a much deeper part of me…surrounded by heal­ing and love.

Please join me over at Stacey Curnow’s site, Mid­wife for Your Life,  as I share a deeply per­sonal expe­ri­ence I’ve had recently. 

Love’s Heal­ing Power.

Stacey’s writ­ing is very much focused around see­ing all the good that is in our world.  I am uplifted every time I visit.

When not writ­ing on her site, Stacey has a busy sched­ule — filled with her work as a mid­wife, and a thriv­ing life coach­ing pro­gram she leads.  Out­side of that, her fam­ily is very dear and spe­cial to her.

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