The
whole world is in our own minds. We must believe that there is meaning behind
everything in this world; that everything is good, is holy and beautiful. If
we see something evil, let's think that we are understanding it in the
right way.
Every issue, belief, attitude or assumption is precisely the issue that
stands between us and our relationship with another human being; and
between us and ourselves. Here are some inspiring words of wisdom
inspired by the writings of an unknown author.
When
all the words have been written, and all the phrases have been spoken, the great
mystery of life will still remain. We may map the terrains of our lives, measure
the farthest reaches of the universe, but no amount of searching will ever
reveal for certain whether we are all children of chance or part of a great
design.
And who among us would have it otherwise? Who would wish to take the mystery out
of the experience of looking into a newborn infant’s eyes? Who would not feel
in violation of something great if we had knowledge of what has departed when we
stare into the face of one who has died? These are the events that made us
human,
that
define the distance between the stars and us.
Still, this life is not easy. Much of its mystery is darkness. Tragedies occur,
injustices exist. Bad things befall good people and sufferings are visited upon
the innocent. To live we must take the lives of other species, to survive we
must leave some of our brothers and sisters by the side of the road. We are
prisoners of time, victims of biology, hostages of our own capacity to dream.
At times it all seems too much, impossible to accept.
We must stand against this. The world is a great mysterious place, and it’s
possibilities are infinite, governed only by what our hearts can conceive. If we
incline our hearts towards the darkness, we will see darkness. If we incline
them toward the light, we will see the light.
Those of great heart have always known this. They have understood that, as
honorable as it is to see the wrong and try to correct it, a life well lived
must somehow celebrate the promise that life provides. The darkness at the
limits of our knowledge; the darkness that sometimes seem to surround us is
merely a way to make us reach beyond certainty, to make our lives a witness to
hope, a testimony to possibility, an urge toward the best and the most honorable
impulses that our hearts can conceive.
It is not hard. There is in each of us, no matter how humble, a capacity for
love. Even if our lives have not taken the course we had envisioned, even if we
are less than the shape of our dreams, we are part of the human family.
Somewhere, in the most inconsequential corners of our lives, is the opportunity
for love.
If I am blind, I can run my hand across the back of a shell and celebrate
beauty. If I have no legs, I can sit in quiet wonder before the restless murmurs
of the sea. If I am wounded in spirit, I can reach out my hand to those who are
hurting. If I am lonely, I can go among those who are desperate for love. There
is no tragedy or injustice so great, no life so small and inconsequential, that
we cannot bear witness to the light in the quiet acts and hidden moments of our
days.
And
who can say which of these acts and moments will make a difference? The universe
is vast and is a magical membrane of meaning, stretching across time and space,
and it is not given to us to know her secrets and her ways. Perhaps we were
placed here to meet the challenge of a single moment; perhaps the touch we give
will cause the touch that will change the world.
By Tim Pedrosa
It's not what you
gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have
lived.
We
are born to die. What is important is what we do in between.
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Tim
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