While out walking, our minds wander off into realms of the sensible, the silly, the arcane and the profound. We would like to share some of our thoughts with you, and hope that you will share with us.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Thought of the day
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Sand and Stone..
'Today my best friend slapped me in the face.'
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:
'Today my best friend saved my life.'
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "after I hurt you,
you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"
The other friend replied "when someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
The Hunt Is On..
Have you ever come across a more loaded statement than the one above? How many times have you heard somebody say something similar? Nobody wants to be poor in any sense of the word. It is a get-out statement used by those who are not exactly desperately poor, but are not in a position to ever get rich.
There were two things that always immortalized poor for me. Poor Brits invariably had three 'porcelain' Mallard ducks, in loose flight formation, hanging on one wall of their houses, and a picture known as the 'Blue Lady' hanging on another. The 'Blue Lady' had Oriental features, and wore a yellow outfit of the type seen in Japan. Her face was blue, hence the name, and she had quite the most un-Oriental hairdo. The picture was produced by the thousand, and had zero value, material or aesthetic. Rich people prefer the classic oil painting, and in place of the flying ducks, a fine 'real porcelain' or alabaster column atop which sits the 'bust' of Genghis Khan perhaps.
It matters not that all of them were probably produced by some poor, overbearing drunken old faggot, who by virtue of his/her countenance was probably out of work more than he/she were ever in. And on the subject of poor and art, poor old Michelangelo was threatened with death unless he did a darned good job on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. The same applied to the great composers of 'classical' music, all of them having to come up with something better for the birthday party of some drunken old Duke who wanted to upstage his rivals.
Somebody once said that the real difference between rich and poor was that being rich enabled one to eat better. How true!! Everybody appreciates a good hearty meal, except for the nitpicking, finicky mob who are invariably the same people who see more merit in the smile of the 'Mona Lisa' than that of the 'Blue Lady'.
We all search for our personal 'Holy Grail'. The question is this. What does it look like? Is it a beautifully handcrafted, jewel encrusted chalice, or is it just a simple wooden drinking vessel? Does it really matter? Surely the promise that it can bring eternal joy, happiness, or whatever is enough. Can a simple wooden drinking vessel ever be worth as much as the beautifully handcrafted, jewel encrusted chalice? Not if owned by you or me perhaps, but were it the one in which some famous movie star kept his/her teeth, then it may be.
What strange values we place on objects, and were it that it was only limited to objects. So very often, it also applies also to our fellow man/woman.
Friday, March 09, 2007
Blog Writer's 'Motto of the Day'
Forgive quickly; Kiss slowly,
Love truly; Laugh uncontrollably,
And never regret anything that made you smile
Sunday, February 25, 2007
A WineTime..

When you pick it up to take the first sip, the hope is that it will wash across your palate, leaving you with a perfectly pleasant experience, perhaps a warm glow. Take a few more sips just to savour the feeling.
So the glass is back on the table, and maybe only half of it still remains. Your heart and soul will know only the feeling, but your eyes will tell you that not all is well. The sudden awareness of the state 'only half left' is so finite.
Now is not the time to think about that because, when next you pick up the glass, the very last thing that you will want to do is to cry into it.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
One Day At The Time..
The greatest loss …... Loss of self respect
The most useless thing to do ...... Worry
The greatest joy in life ...... Giving
The most satisfying work ...... Helping others
The ugliest personality trait ...... Selfishness
The most effective sleeping pill ...... Peace of mind
The most powerful force in life ...... Love
The greatest problem to overcome ...... Fear
The most crippling failure disease ...... Excuses
The worst thing to be without ...... Hope
The greatest asset in life ...... Faith
Sunday, February 04, 2007

When someone smiled at me today, I started smiling too.
I went around the corner where someone saw my grin.
When he smiled I realized, I’d passed it on to him.
I thought about my smile, then realized its worth.
A single smile like mine, could travel ‘round the earth.
So, if you feel a smile begin, don’t leave it undetected.
Let’s start and epidemic and get the world infected……
Monday, January 22, 2007
For the romantic amongst you..
Something bright and new
Could be ours forever
But love, love can not be planned
More you try to learn,
Less you understand
Words could not dispel
What we know so well
Only time will tell
Like a tree as it grows
We will reach for the sky
Like a breeze gently blows
We'll be free, you and I
For we know, time alone, holds the key
Love changed our lonely lives
Caught us by surprise
Opened up our eyes
Somehow we both knew
Something rare and true
Something bright and new
Could be ours forever
But love, love can not be planned
More you try to learn
Less you understand
Words could not dispel
What we know so well
Only time will tell
Only time alone will tell
Darling, only time will tell
Originator Andrew Lloyd Webber
Friday, January 19, 2007
I've learned that ..
- the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.
- when you're in love, it shows.
- just one person saying to me, "You've made my day!" makes my day.
- having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.
- being kind is more important than being right.
- you should never say no to a gift from a child.
- I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.
- no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.
- sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.
- simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.
- life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
- we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.
- money doesn't buy class.
- it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
- under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
- the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?
- to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
- when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
- love, not time, heals all wounds.
- the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.
- everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.
- there's nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks.
- no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.
- life is tough, but I'm tougher.
- opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
- when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
- I wish I could have told my Dad that I love him one more time before he passed away.
- one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
- a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
- I can't choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.
- when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
- everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.
- it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life threatening situation.
- the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.
Words written by Andy Rooney, a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few words..
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Lost in translation..
She asked him if he would want to be with her forever. He said "no."

She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no.
She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face, the guy grabbed her arm and said...
"You're not pretty. You're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever. I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away. I'd die."
Source yet to be identified.