you look at the mirror..you SAW what you SAW..you get the SAW..cut the table into two halves...two halves make a WHOLE..you crawl into the HOLE out of the house...
You are Dha-shi-zhi! A female bodhisattva of Chinese Buddhism, whose name means the Strongest. Through the power of her love she managed to break the circle of rebirth for everyone. In the heavenly paradise the souls appear before her in the shape of flowers. src="http://home.pacbell.net/lcng/ButterflyDream.mid" loop=100
this is one of my fave song....I like its calming tune and romantic meaning...
Habang Atin ang Gabi by South Border
Sumapit man ang dilim Hindi mangangamba Magkakanlong sa dilim Hindi nag-iisa Dahil kapiling ka ooh
Lumalim man ang gabi Hindi mahihimbing Aabangan ang buwan Habang binibilang ang mga bituin
REFRAIN: Ang luha at dahas Ng nagdaang umaga Sa lambong ng gabi Tila naglaho na May luha at dahas Sa darating na bukas Ngunit habang gabi Walang mababakas ooh
CHORUS: Yakapin mo ako Habang ating ang gabi/mundo (Habang atin ang...ooh...)
Paglipas ng magdamag Hindi malulumbay Dahil buong magdamag Tayong dal'wa sinta Nangarap ng sabay
whew!!!finally midterm is over,just got to pray for good results.Then next week got to start gearing up for the final term..have to be more focused and serious for final term share bigger portion of the final grade...
Girl: Slow down. Im scared. Guy: No this is fun. Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary! Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down! Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. *Girl hugged him* Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? Its bugging me.
(In the paper the next day):
A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. 2 people were on it, but only 1 survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug 1 last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
It was one of those days when the telephone would not stop ringing, everything that could possibly go wrong seemed to, and nothing at all seemed to turn out right. I had such a long list of things that had to be done, that I found myself getting distracted and flitting from one to the other, without finishing anything, and I began to worry that I was going to forget something important, or fail to finish my project before its deadline.
I was literally on the verge of panic and dark despair, when the thought popped into my head, "Go to the beach." Without a second thought, I got up from my desk, which looked as though a tornado had hit it, put on a warm jacket, went out to the car, and headed towards Nauset beach, which is about a seven-minute drive from my house.
This day was as lovely a day as I can recall in the 31 years that I have lived on Cape Cod. There was not a cloud to be seen in the bright blue sky, and the cool crispness of the breeze blowing in from the sea cleared my cluttered mind and refreshed my soul. I sat down in the sand, and looked up and down the beach, where except for a few couples walking along the water's edge and a young lad running with his dog, there was no living thing to be seen in either direction. Then my eyes looked out to the horizon, and there was nothing in between it and me except for the incoming waves breaking on the shore, and an occasional seagull or a tern. It felt good to be alone, and away from the hustle and bustle of daily life.
As I watched the waves, it occurred to me that waves are a pattern of human life. We all have our ups and downs, our peaceful times and our stormy times, our times of joy, and our times of sadness. Even our heartbeat and our blood pressure, which sustains our life and without which we cannot live, are measured in waves.
And then it occurred to me that we could learn a lot from the birds in the air, and from the fish in the ocean. Birds fly above the storms that rage on the surface of the sea. They let the force of the wind lift them up, high above the turmoil below. Fish swim below the rise and fall of the waves, where the water is still, and peaceful, and quiet. When the sea of life becomes stormy, threatening to overwhelm us and making us afraid, let us remember who made the sea and has authority over it, for is it not he who dwells in us, and promised to lift us up; and will not he who causes the birds to fly, also cause us to soar, as the eagle, above the storm?
And will he not enable us at such times, like the fishes, to go deeper, beneath surface things that appear so frightening and formidable, to depths of unseen truth, and power, and peace, where no storm can invade?
Back in my office, my desk was, of course, still as it had been, but I was with the birds and the fishes.
You're Elemant is Wind. You're light-hearted, care-free, kind, sensative, and mysterious. You have friends and most absolutely love you. You can be calm and soothing one minute and ragging in anger the next so no one wants to get on your bad side. You're beauty is inspiring and magical.
An American businessman was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, "Only a little while, Señor."
The American then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs. The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, Señor."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But Señor, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years."
"But what then, Señor?"
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
Millions, Señor? Then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
"You mean being a Harvard MBA, you have to go through all that to finally get to where I already am, Senor?"
------------------------- --------------------- "Jesus never taught men how to make a living. He taught men how to live" * ------------------------- --------------------
James Bender, in his book How To Talk Well (New York: Mcgraw-Hill Book Co. Inc.1994), relates the story of a farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair it won a blue ribbon.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.
"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.
"Why sir," said the farmer, "didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn."
He is much aware of the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor's corn also improves.
So it is with our lives.Those who choose to live in peace must help their neighbors to live in peace. Those who choose to live well must help others to live well, for the value of life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who chose to be happy must help others to find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.
So if you have something good, don't keep it to yourself but share it. It is when we give that we receive...and much more.
A story is told of two brothers who were convicted of stealing sheep. They each have branded on the forehead with letters "ST" for "Sheep Thief." One brother immediately run away from the area and attempted to build a new life in a foreign land. Even there, people ask him about the strange letters on his forehead. He wandered restlessly and eventually, unable to bare the stigma, took his own life.
The other brother took a different approach. He said to himself, "I can't run away from the fact that I stole sheep. But I will stay here and win back the respect of my neighbors and myself."
As the years passed, he built the reputation of integrity. One day, a stranger saw the old man with the letters ST branded on his forehead. He asked a citizen of the town what the letters stood for. The villager replied, "It happened a great while ago. I've forgotten the particulars, but I think the letters are an abbreviation of "Saint."
You may get away with an evil deed and not be branded for it, but evil deeds always brand your heart. The only true way to change the brand on the heart is to repent and say, "I am sorry." Then your subsequent acts of kindness can rebuild your good reputation.
"A man of honor regrets a discreditable act even when it has worked." A wise man's heart directs him toward the right, but a foolish man's heart directs him toward the left (Ecclesiastes 10:2 NAB).
Thought of the Day "If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it." -Author Unknown
---got this from my e-mail,just want to share it w/ u--
A rat looked through a crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife opening a package. What food might it contain? He was aghast to discover that it was a rat trap. Retreating to the farmyard the rat proclaimed the warning; "There is a rat trap in the house, a rat trap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Rat, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The rat turned to the pig and told him, "There is a rat trap in the house, a rat trap in the house!" "I am so very sorry Mr. Rat," sympathized the pig, "but there is nothing I can do about it but pray.
Be assured that you are in my prayers." The rat turned to the cow. She said, "Like wow, Mr. Rat. A rat trap. I am in grave danger. Duh?"
So the rat returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's rat trap alone. That very night a sound was heard throughout the house, like the sound of a rat trap catching its prey.
The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see that it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife.
The farmer rushed her to the hospital. She returned home with a fever. Now everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.
His wife's sickness continued so that friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer's wife did not get well. She died, and so many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide meat for all of them to eat.
Moral to the story: The next time you hear that someone is facing a problem and think that it does not concern you, remember that when there is a rat trap in the house, the whole farmyard is at risk.
Thought of the Day "Teach us, O Lord, to love one another, To help with the gifts that You bestow Give us unity of mind and heart As we truly serve You here below. :!:
A simple friend has never seen you cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book. A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. A real friend comes early to help you cook and clean. A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed. A real friend asks you why you took so long to call. A simple friend seeks to talk with you about their problems. A real friend seeks to help you with your problems. A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it. A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had a fight. A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. A real friend expects to always be there for you!
