American Author
Marianne Goldweber
Richard Bach
American Author
In a dream I looked into a pool and what I saw was me,
But in a gentler version of what we really see.
I was then shown, this pool really does reflect,
Every one I chance to meet, in all things that exist.
As I go about my day, do I see the piece of me,
that lives in everyone I meet, in every bird and tree?
It’s hard some days to see myself in beggar and in thief,
In Gossip and in Poverty as I pass it on the street.
Compassion is the key, how would it be if it was me?
Would I hope to get a smile from everyone I see?
Or would I like them to scorn and scold me for my mistake,
and pass me as so many did, leaving judgment in their wake?
Since I am a piece of God, and walk the Beauty way,
I must help myself up off the street and give encouragement away.
To give a smile.. … You can do It… I can understand,
I can help…what can I do…give a helping hand.
For in the ripples of the pool the reflection is You I see.
It’s hard to tell but I now know that you’re a part of me.
God has a Great Reflecting Pool, and as he looks Within,
In His Great Wisdom sees me inside of Him.
He treats me gently like a child, no matter what mistakes I make,
And all He asks in return is that I might do the same.
Marianne Goldweber copyright 2005
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
To stay in balance,
speak you truth,
honor and love others,
and strive for peace
are the hardest things you will be called to do.
Rest in knowing that there is a reason,
that by facing these challenges it will be for your growth of for that of another,
and truth and love will always prevail.
Here is the thought for the day:
A Native American grandfather was talking to his grandson about how he felt.
He said 'I feel as if I have two wolves fighting in my heart.
One wolf is the vengeful, angry, violent one.
The other wolf is the loving, compassionate one.'
The grandson asked him, 'Which wolf will win the fight in your heart?'
The grandfather answered: 'The one I feed.'
Native American Story
Good Morning!
In order to stay focused on a spiritual path, it is necessary to create time for Spirit in your day...
I have an amazing group of friends that I have evolved with that I consider my personal Village, who are all becoming elders in their own right...
We begin most mornings with a cup of cofee, a discusson of what is going on for us, dreams we have had, and finish with pulling from a number of oracle cards to give us a focus for the day....and we share one anothers perspective in a loving way and see how we can use those messages for our own hurdles.
Every day it is usually the same two of us, and we are joined by others as they are on their way to work, or beginning their day; not always the same folks, but when they need to connect they come by to get a little Spiritual Red Bull before they begin; knowing that we are there and they have somewhere to go.
We usually laugh at how clear and simple it is to apply Spirituality in the comfort of the dining room, but then going forward into our day is when the challenge of applying those same spirtual principles to a very human world....
What we have agreed upon is; beginning every day with Spirit is as necessary as eating is to the physical body. It lessens our reaction to the Chaos and Drama that our human friends and coworkers present.It allows us to remain more objective, and if we are not, we take those experiences to the table the next morning, trying to see the lesson, and how we could have better handled those situations...
Creating an opportunity to take all this wisdom and apply it consistantly...
The message today is, the Spiritual body needs food every day..and a couple of friends make the meal that more enjoyable...
Here is the thought for the day;
“Far more indispensable than food for the physical body is spiritual nourishment for the soul. One can do without food for a considerable time,
but a man of the spirit cannot exist for a single second without spiritual nourishment.”
Mohandas Gandhi
Namaste,
Marianne
And this morning, the thing that I like about it: by giving that definition of greatness, it means that everybody can be great, (Everybody) because everybody can serve. (Amen) You don't have to have a college degree to serve. (All right) You don't have to make your subject and your verb agree to serve. You don't have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve. You don't have to know Einstein's theory of relativity to serve. You don't have to know the second theory of thermodynamics in physics to serve. (Amen) You only need a heart full of grace, (Yes, sir, Amen) a soul generated by love. (Yes) And you can be that servant.
I know a man—and I just want to talk about him a minute, and maybe you will discover who I'm talking about as I go down the way (Yeah) because he was a great one. And he just went about serving. He was born in an obscure village, (Yes, sir) the child of a poor peasant woman. And then he grew up in still another obscure village, where he worked as a carpenter until he was thirty years old. (Amen) Then for three years, he just got on his feet, and he was an itinerant preacher. And he went about doing some things. He didn't have much. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. (Yes) He never owned a house. He never went to college. He never visited a big city. He never went two hundred miles from where he was born. He did none of the usual things that the world would associate with greatness. He had no credentials but himself.
He was only thirty-three when the tide of public opinion turned against him. They called him a rabble-rouser. They called him a troublemaker. They said he was an agitator. (Glory to God) He practiced civil disobedience; he broke injunctions. And so he was turned over to his enemies and went through the mockery of a trial. And the irony of it all is that his friends turned him over to them. (Amen) One of his closest friends denied him. Another of his friends turned him over to his enemies. And while he was dying, the people who killed him gambled for his clothing, the only possession that he had in the world. (Lord help him) When he was dead he was buried in a borrowed tomb, through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone and today he stands as the most influential figure that ever entered human history. All of the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever sailed, all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned put together (Yes) have not affected the life of man on this earth (Amen) as much as that one solitary life. His name may be a familiar one. (Jesus) But today I can hear them talking about him. Every now and then somebody says, "He's King of Kings." (Yes) And again I can hear somebody saying, "He's Lord of Lords." Somewhere else I can hear somebody saying, "In Christ there is no East nor West." (Yes) And then they go on and talk about, "In Him there's no North and South, but one great Fellowship of Love throughout the whole wide world." He didn't have anything. (Amen) He just went around serving and doing good.
This morning, you can be on his right hand and his left hand if you serve. (Amen) It's the only way in.
Every now and then I guess we all think realistically (Yes, sir) about that day when we will be victimized with what is life's final common denominator—that something that we call death. We all think about it. And every now and then I think about my own death and I think about my own funeral. And I don't think of it in a morbid sense. And every now and then I ask myself, "What is it that I would want said?" And I leave the word to you this morning.
If any of you are around when I have to meet my day, I don’t want a long funeral. And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy, tell them not to talk too long. (Yes) And every now and then I wonder what I want them to say. Tell them not to mention that I have a Nobel Peace Prize—that isn’t important. Tell them not to mention that I have three or four hundred other awards—that’s not important. Tell them not to mention where I went to school. (Yes)
I'd like somebody to mention that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to give his life serving others. (Yes)
I'd like for somebody to say that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to love somebody.
I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the war question. (Amen)
I want you to be able to say that day that I did try to feed the hungry. (Yes)
And I want you to be able to say that day that I did try in my life to clothe those who were naked. (Yes)
I want you to say on that day that I did try in my life to visit those who were in prison. (Lord)
I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity. (Yes)
Yes, if you want to say that I was a drum major, say that I was a drum major for justice. (Amen) Say that I was a drum major for peace. (Yes) I was a drum major for righteousness. And all of the other shallow things will not matter. (Yes) I won't have any money to leave behind. I won't have the fine and luxurious things of life to leave behind. But I just want to leave a committed life behind. (Amen) And that's all I want to say.
If I can help somebody as I pass along,
If I can cheer somebody with a word or song,
If I can show somebody he's traveling wrong,
Then my living will not be in vain.
If I can do my duty as a Christian ought,
If I can bring salvation to a world once wrought,
If I can spread the message as the master taught,
Then my living will not be in vain.
Yes, Jesus, I want to be on your right or your left side, (Yes) not for any selfish reason. I want to be on your right or your left side, not in terms of some political kingdom or ambition. But I just want to be there in love and in justice and in truth and in commitment to others, so that we can make of this old world a new world.
Dr Martin Luther King Jr
Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber
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| It doesn't interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal I want to know if you can see Beauty I want to know if you can be alone © 1995 by Oriah House, From "Dreams Of Desire" | |||||