So many moments in my life I'm glad I didn't react reactively on.
That moment of anger,
That moment of hurt.
Its funny, when you're in that moment, you cannot imagine being anything else, feeling any other emotion, or doing anything else but passing that hurt and that anger on.
But once the moment passes, the sea is a picture of beautiful calm and peace.
So sometimes, when you feel that thorn in your heart taking over everything else good and nice that you're made off, try distract yourself with a good pot of tea, some good company and you realise the wave of calm will wash you over, leaving you refreshed and ready for the next storm and the calm after the storm.
I thank God for the good in the people. Even in the people we sometimes momentarily categorise as 'BAD'.
I do hope however, that we don't pass the hurt on.
If you're reading this. try this.
Force yourself to forgive one person each day, which includes not taking a second look at that car that cut into your lane abruptly or the service staff at the counter who got your order wrong and was not polite nor apologetic about it.
These people have had people cut into their lanes, and have had received bad service before. They're passing the hurt on. But if YOU can be above that, then ONE chain is broken.
And when ONE chain is broken.
ALOT of people receive less hurt.
Its not changing the world, but its a start.
One person at a time, one unhappy molecule at a time.
Carpe Diem!!
The day is yours to seize! Seize it the happy way!
oh yeah. And please check this out and buy a notebook if you can ...
" A visit to Siem Reap in 2007 started it all. We visited two schools in the village of Angkor Tom and had brought along school supplies, sweets and slippers to give away to the children. What we didn’t expect was that there were so many more children without food, without clothes and without footwear.
Despite that, the children still made their way to the village school that offered free primary education. It was their only chance of learning something that would hopefully be their ticket out of poverty and on to a better life.
Yet, most of them may never get the chance to further their education. It was just too expensive – to get a bicycle to get to town, to pay for uniforms, to pay for books. Besides, they are needed to help out in the farms to earn whatever they can to survive.
We felt an urgent need to do something for these children. Be it food, education, or that pair of sandals to protect their little feet as they walk the tens of kilometres (each way) to school.
That’s how we decided to start Project Happy Feet.
Today, Project Happy Feet has walked its way to more than 1,000 children, and more to come as we invite you to follow in our footsteps."
Especially touched by how the name was inspired by simply wanting to protect the fragile little feet of the little children.
Please help :)
1 comment:
u know what? Your post is timely for someone in Argentina. It's tough to "love" your enemy and break the chain of hate.
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