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Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or listened to rain slapping the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight,
or gazed at the sun fading into the night?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

Do you run through each day on the fly,
When you ask “How are you?”, do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

Ever told your child, we’ll do it tomorrow,
and in your haste not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die,
’cause you never had time to call and say “hi”?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
it’s like an unopened gift thrown away.

Life is not a race, so take it slower,
hear the music before the song is over.

You Better Slow Down … Author: Unknown

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I loved this line…

When you worry and hurry through your day,
it’s like an unopened gift thrown away.

and to the readers….

have a day in the present

 

The Hug!

It’s wonderous what a hug can do.

A hug can cheer you when you’re blue.

A hug can say, “I love you so,”

Or, “Gee, I hate to see you go.”

A hug is, “Welcome back again.”

And, “Great to see you! Where’ve you been?”

A hug can soothe a small childs pain,

and bring a rainbow after rain.

The hug! There’s just no doubt about it-

we scarcely could survive without it!

A hug delights and warms and charms.

It must be why God gave us arms.

A hug can break the language barrier,

and make your travels so much merrier.

No need to fret about your store of ’em,

the more you give, the more there’s more of ’em.

So stretch those arms without delay

and give someone a hug today!

-Author Unknown-

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with the holiday season in full swing, I thought this poem was great because the one thing that seems to be given out a lot during this time of year is… hugs.

 

The strength of a man isn’t seen in the width of his shoulders.
It’s seen in the width of his arms that circle you.

The strength of a man isn’t in the deep tone of his voice.
It’s in the gentle words he whispers.

The strength of a man isn’t how many buddies he has.
It’s how good a buddy he is with his kids.

The strength of a man isn’t in how respected he is at work.
It’s in how respected he is at home.

The strength of a man isn’t in how hard he hits.
It’s in how tender he touches.

The strength of a man isn’t in the hair on his chest.
It’s in his Heart…that lies within his chest.

The strength of a man isn’t how many women he’s loved.
It’s in how he can be true to one woman.

The strength of a man isn’t in the weight he can lift.
It’s in the burdens he can carry

The Strength of a Man

Author: Unknown

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the strength of the heart

is the measurement that sets men apart

may you find the strength to make it through your day happily

 

I have in my hands two boxes which God gave me to hold
He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black, And all your joys in the gold.”

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes
Both my joys and sorrows I stored
But though the gold became heavier each day
The black was as light as before
With curiosity, I opened the black I wanted to find out why
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,
“I wonder where my sorrows could be.”
He smiled a gentle smile at me.”
“My child, they’re all here with me.”

I asked, “God, why give me the boxes,
Why the gold, and the black with the hole?”
“My child, the gold is for you to count your
blessings, The black is for you to let go.”

Two Boxes
Author: Unknown

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releasing of sorrows

brings the feeling of joy

have a joyous day

Hermit in a shell
against ocean swells
bluer than the sea

Sandy trails bled
over mountainous dunes
beaten by a woman with a broom!

Secluded rejuvenation
strengthened his legs
with weighted shoulders
carried his burden bed

Then picked up by a bird
carried across the burning beaches
to a merridian of kinship words

Dropped on his head
stars circled above
a crack in the hull
from a helpful gull

The Hermit was crabby
found a new shell
there he dwells
but not quite yet happy

A big gust of wind
rolled him over again
his legs stuck up in the air

The rains poured down
and he nearly drowned
he thought it would end right there

The tide came in
and swept him away
he still lives to this day.

A time or two he may have fell
but he strives and doing well
the Hermit in his shell

Art~  2004

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Oppertunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in over-alls and it looks like work.

Thomas Edison

 

Murdered Mistletoe

tip-toe tossed rocks
didn’t do alot
to bring it down

a holiday ornament
kisses, nestled in nature
in the penthouse of a tree top
it was found

twigs, dirt-clods and a screwdriver
thrown up at it
came back solo,
to the ground

objective solved
murdered mistletoe
with a shot-gun round

 

Art~

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(this is a true story, we were trying to get the Mistletoe out of a tree and using the shot-gun turned out to be the fastest and best method.)

have a merry kissmas

 

The Twelve Days of a Zen Christmas

On the first day of Christmas I will give to thee,

a bow humbly (~_~)

On the second day of Christmas I will give to thee, two doves of peace

…and a bow humbly (~_~)

On the third day of Christmas I will give to thee, three turtles of patience,

 …two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the fourth day of Christmas I will give to thee, four candles of enlightenment,

… three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the fifth day of Christmas I will give to thee, five keys of tranquility,

The key to tranquility is acceptance

the key to acceptance is awareness

the key to awareness is balance

the key to balance is harmony

the key to harmony is tranquility

….four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the sixth day of Christmas I will give to thee, Six Haiku’s of nature,

As the wind does blow                                        falling to the ground

        Across the trees, I see the                      I watch a leaf settle down

                Buds blooming in May                           in a bed of brown

 

The wind is blowing                                  the beaches waves hit
It is blowing very hard                           sounding of flooding water
I don’t like the wind.                                 soothes aches all over

The flowers                                                       a broken tree cut
Reached the sky                                             brings no shade to the weary
As on the grass I lie                                      then what good is it

…five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the seventh day of Christmas I will give to thee, seven bells of awakening

…Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the eighth day of Christmas I will give to thee, eight books of wisdom,

….seven bells of awakening, Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the Ninth day of Christmas I will give to thee, nine razors for head shaving,

(chuckles)

…eight Books of wisdom, seven bells of awakening, Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the tenth day of Christmas I will give to thee, ten zen stones and a rock garden,

…nine razors for head shaving, eight Books of wisdom, seven bells of awakening, Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the eleventh day of Christmas I will give to thee, eleven smiles of happiness,

 …ten zen stones and a rock garden, nine razors for head shaving, eight Books of wisdom, seven bells of awakening, Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

On the twelfth day of Christmas I will give to thee, twelve zen stories

enemies of the mind    4 blind men an an elephant

nails in the fence   Butter and Stones  self worth   forgiveness

winds of forgiveness   bucket of water  happiness  

armadillo’s song     praying to say the right thing

shake it off

…eleven smiles of happiness, ten zen stones and a rock garden, nine razors for head shaving, eight Books of wisdom, seven bells of awakening, Six Haiku’s of nature, five keys of tranquility, four candles of enlightenment, three turtles of patience, two doves of peace and a bow humbly. (~_~)

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…and a dog that loves to meditate!

Have a heart felt holiday season

there are 12 days till christmas… 

(~_~)

~My 200th post~

~today’s poetry~

Billy Jack movies …begin with the song, One Tin Soldier, a inspirational song that seems to seep into the soul as it begins to climax. The song’s story is as strong as the music itself.

One Tin Soldier Billy Jck version

One tin soldier” in the form of a story

(song/film clip,…click to view/listen @ YouTube)

I’ll post the lyrics as a poem for the day.

One Tin Soldier (The Legend of Billy Jack) (the lyrics)

by Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter, performed by The Original Caste (1970)
This song was performed by Jinx Dawson and Coven in the movie “Billy Jack” (1971)
 
One Tin Soldier
 

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
‘Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They’d have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won’t be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day,
On the bloody morning after….
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they’d kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
“With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there.”

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won’t be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day,
On the bloody morning after….
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
“Mount your horses! Draw your sword!”
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it…
“Peace on Earth” was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won’t be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day,
On the bloody morning after….
One tin soldier rides away.

 

…One tin soldier rides away.

Billy Jack has always been a favorite movie of mine and I could make a whole post on that alone, (if ever there should be a re-make of a movie, Billy Jack would be my vote) but for now I wanted to post this song since I heard it the other day and it hit me that it is inspirational in itself and perfect for my 200th post.

On the mountain was a treasure…

…”Peace on Earth“… was all it said.

 

 

Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a prosperous country. One day, he went for a trip to some distant areas of his country. When he was back at his palace, he complained that his feet were very painful, because it was the first time that he went for such a long trip, and the road that he went through was very rough and stony. He then ordered his people to cover every road of the entire country with leather. Definitely, this would need thousands of cows’ skin, and would cost a huge amount of money.

Then one of his wise servants dared himself to tell the king, “Why do you have to spend that unnecessary amount of money ? Why don’t you just cut a little piece of leather to cover your feet ?”

The king was surprised, but he later agreed to his suggestion, to make a “shoe” for himself.

Moral: There is actually a valuable lesson of life in this story : to make this world a happy place to live, you better change yourself – your heart; and not the world.

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…change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change… Jane Derry – Effective and intuitive counselor, helping people untangle their lives to clarity and peace of mind.

Zen Ghost Story (about change)

 A man’s jealous wife was very ill. Before the woman died, she made her husband promise that he would remain ever faithful to her even after death. “If you betray me, I will come back to haunt you!”

The man kept his promise for one year. Then he met, fell in love, and proposed to another woman. On the very night of the engagement, the ghost of his former wife appeared. The spirit angrily berated her husband, and told him she would show up every night if he did not cancel the upcoming wedding. The grim spirit showed up night after night and mockingly told the poor man of every thing he and his fiancé had done during their day together. The ghost even knew what they had eaten and talked about. The man became afraid to go to bed. He was falling apart.

In despair, the fellow went to a Zen master for help. The master listened to the story very seriously. He said, “This is a very cunning ghost!”

“Yes!” cried the man, “she knows everything I do, she watches me all day long, and taunts me with the details”.

The master replied, “I will tell you what to do to break the spell and let your jealous dead wife’s spirit rest in peace.” That night when the ghost reappeared, the man followed the master’s instructions.

He told the ghost, “Cruel Spirit! You follow me around all day, and know everything I do. If you are so smart, then answer my one question. If you know the answer, I will remain a bereaved and lonely widower for the rest of my life.”

The ghost answered, “What is your question?”

The man scooped up a handful of beans from a large bag on the floor. “Tell me exactly how many beans there are in my hand.”

In that moment, the ghost disappeared and never returned.

Moral: (my interpretation of course) I felt this was a story about those who feel the need to control things. Those who feel they know everything and in this case possessive. Confront them with a question they can not answer and you have shattered their reality. If you click the link above and read the article that goes with this story, it is derived that the story is to make you think outside the box and promote contemplation.

 

may the winds of change be graceful to you

 

(this looks like my back yard)

I watch this river
flow every day

placidly drifting
with the current’s sway.

The water always
seems the glassy same

but I know it’s not,
yesterday’s rolled away.

A day again dawned
as it does everyday

rolling in like a river
the same different day.

Art~

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have a great day

Art~

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