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When I want to feel relaxed, I listen to this. There is something wonderful about Italian music, its romantic melodies, powerful notes, soothing flow that touches your heart and awakens emotions that are there in you...
I am in-love... that is what I feel, this is what I have in my heart.
I stumbled upon this poem. I find this inspirational,
tells me not to be afraid
but to be grateful that I am here.
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness
That most frightens us.
We ask ourselves
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine,
As children do.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us;
It's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we're liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
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I found my journal and stumbled upon this entry
dated October 8, 2009 @ 2:56 pm. I like this entry because for a moment,
it brought me back to a place and time where I felt relaxed.
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Today I realize that I am most relaxed when I am walking while pushing my sleeping Jesse on his stroller, taking my time shopping to pass the time. And then now, waiting at the school yard, for the bell's ring, to pick up Janvier and Justin. It is a nice, cold, breezy, mildly sunny Thursday afternoon.
On my way to school to pick up Janvier and Justin, I saw three old ladies walking, about 65 and older. One was walking in front of me with her grocery cart filled with groceries, one who was walking a big black dog (probably about 2 meters in front of the old lady with groceries), and the other walking with a walker on the other side of the road. I thought to myself, "Huh, I would be like them in the future. I want to be old and still be walking whether with a cart of groceries, a dog, or a walker.... as long as I get to walk. And as I walk slowly and carefully, minding my old fragile bones, I will be thinking back how lovely this day is... how the sun is kind of peeking through the clouds, how the wind is being playful to my hair and my skin as she blows the cool breeze, and how quiet and relaxing our neighborhood is at this moment."
*Leslieville was my neighborhood in Toronto*
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Is it the attitude, the perception of things, or is it what is around you that makes it hard to cultivate the right approach? If it is attitude, then there is something definitely wrong with me. I would call me lazy, unimaginative, boring, weak, unresourceful, dormant, slob, unproductive, uninterested or uninteresting. But change the place, the surrounding, where all the right and needed elements are present, and a glorious life shall sprout from within--- fun, wonderful, charming, cheerful, energy-filled, active, vibrant.
If I were a plant, I am now wilting.
But I am not a plant. But I am wilting, slowly losing colors, fading luster and beauty, bowing down, hardly standing, holding on to dear life, dreaming, wanting, waiting for that spring time sunshine.
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When I was, back then, this song puts a smile on my lips and yes, till now.
Somebody, someone dance this one for me!
