A Quote by Stephen Hawking

"Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change."

Stephen William Hawking, CH, CBE, FRS, FRSA is an English

theoretical physicist, cosmologist, author and Director of Research at 

the Centre of Theoretical Cosmology within the University of Cambridge...

Different Roads

"People take different roads

seeking fulfillment and happiness.

Just because they're not on your road

doesn't mean they've gotten lost."

~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

H. Jackson Brown, Jr.  An American author best-known for his inspirational book, Life's Little Instruction Book, a New York Times best seller (1991-1994).

In Describing a Soulmate...

Art by Amy Dixon

A soulmate is someone you have a very deep connection.

  It is not always easy explained.  

It is a meeting of mind, heart, body and soul on the highest of levels.  

Communication is at it's easiest, as they understand you perfectly,

 and accept you completely with no judgments. 

A soulmate is when you love an imperfect person perfectly.

To Accomplish...

A poem by Bessie Anderson Stanley 

“He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much;

Who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;

Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;

Who has never lacked appreciation of Earth’s beauty or failed to express it;

Who has left the world better than he found it,

Whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;

Who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had;

Whose life was an inspiration;

Whose memory a benediction.”

~ a Buddhist Homage

Life and Death are but an illusion.

Happy and Sad are just a state of mind.

Love and Compassion alleviates the suffering

Of All sentient Beings --- those who have been

our Mothers and our Fathers.

To recognize the interconnectedness of

all beings Is to know peace!

~ a Buddhist Homage

The Lone Ranger and Tonto

The Lone Ranger and Tonto were camping in the wilderness. After they got their tent set up, both men fell sound asleep. Some hours later, Tonto wakes the Lone Ranger and says,"'Kemo Sabe, look towards sky, what you see?"
The Lone Ranger replies, "I see millions of stars." 
"What that tell you?" asked Tonto.
The Lone Ranger ponders for a minute then says, "Astronomically-speaking, it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Time-wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the morning. Theologically, the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you,Tonto?"
"You dumber than buffalo... It mean someone stole tent."  :)

The Old Woman

The Old Woman

When an old lady died in the geriatric
ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it
was believed that she had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through her meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.  One nurse took her
copy to Ireland.

The old lady's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared
 in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the North Ireland Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been
made based on her simple, but eloquent, poem and this little
old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, 
is now the author of this "anonymous" poem winging across the Internet:

Crabby Old Woman

What do you see, nurses?
What do you see?
What are you thinking
When you're looking at me?

A crabby old woman,
Not very wise,
Uncertain of habit,
With faraway eyes?

Who dribbles her food
And makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice,
"I do wish you'd try!"

Who seems not to notice
The things that you do,
And forever is losing
A stocking or shoe?

Who, resisting or not,
Lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding,
The long day to fill?

Is that what you're thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse,
You're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am
As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,
As I eat at your will.

I'm a small child of ten
With a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters,
Who love one another.

A young girl of sixteen
With wings on her feet
Dreaming that soon now
A lover she'll meet

A bride soon at twenty,
My heart gives a leap,
Remembering the vows
That I promised to keep

At twenty-five now,
I have young of my own,
Who need me to guide
And a secure happy home.

A woman of thirty,
My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other
With ties that should last.

At forty, my young sons
Have grown and are gone,
But my man's beside me
To see I don't mourn.

At fifty once more,
Babies play round my knee,
Again we know children,
My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me,
My husband is dead,
I look at the future,
I shudder with dread.

For my young are all rearing
Young of their own,
And I think of the years
And the love that I've known.

I'm now an old woman
And nature is cruel;
'Tis jest to make old age
Look like a fool.

The body, it crumbles,
Grace and vigor depart,
There is now a stone
Where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass
A young girl still dwells,
And now and again,
My battered heart swells.

I remember the joys,
I remember the pain,
And I'm loving and living
Life over again.

I think of the years
All too few, gone too fast,
And accept the stark fact
That nothing can last.

So open your eyes, people,
Open and see,
Not a crabby old woman;
Look closer . . see ME!!


Remember this poem when you next meet an
old person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within...........we will all, one day, be there, too!

PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM. IT'S SOMETHING
WE ALL NEED TO READ!