Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A love story...





"Come live with me and be my loveand
we will some new pleasures prove,
of golden sands and crystal brooks,
with silken lines and silver hooks."
- John Donne



Springtime Art Poster Print by Pierre-Auguste Cot, 24x36




Somebody sent me this story, and I'd like to share it with you.

A love story about SALTY COFFEE

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter: would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby?

He replied: when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there.

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.

A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.

Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!

Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again.

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?

It's sweet. She replied.
*****
Love is
not to forget but to forgive,
not to see but to understand,
not to hear but to listen,
not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!!


Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, ...that's her.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Hug a Tree

The more we become one with nature, the more it offers us.
Come hug a tree with me. Find the perfect tree that fits your mood. You will know which one is right for you. Hugging a tree is good. The strengh of wood is a comfort in its solidnes, and we feel supported when we lean against it. The leaves sing to us on a breeze, reminding us that we are loved.
Look for signs and message in the great outdoors, the symbolism of leaves falling in your path, and the pattern of birds in flight.
Our soul feel good when we experience a oneness with natural world, which encourages us to appreciate and respect all life.

HOLDING A TREE

When holding a tree,
I am simply entranced
I return to the protoform of my being.
My cells are renewed,
My energy recharged.

My tree- — my sister, my love, my oxygen
People think me crazy holding a tree.
Deep down they envy me.
I am so rooted kissing the bark.
They are so alienated avoiding it.

When I am one with a tree
The great energy of the Cosmos
Is pulsating through me
What a delight!

Henryk Skolimowski


Photo from Wikipedia: Henryk Skolimowski (1930), polish ecology professor. Professor of Humanities at the University of Michigan (now, Professor Emeritus).The purpose of The Eco-Philosophy Center was to serve as a focal point for the development and advancement of eco-philosophy, which emphasized the importance of the relationship between humanity and the environment.


April 22 - Earth Day
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Monday, April 13, 2009

A Remarkable woman...


I Was Born This Way

I met Allison through blogging more than 2 years ago. She is a great, special woman. Maybe you know her, if not, please visit her blog.

Born with no arms or legs in December, 1970, Allison Wetherbee has faced challenges few could ever imagine. In the book, I Was Born This Way , her faith, courage and humor are shown as she tells the story of her life. The first part of this book describes her life defining moments including graduating from college with a master's degree, and working as a mental health therapist. The second part of this book is full of devotions and stories of inspiration.

Allison's blog:
http://iwasbornthisway-allison.blogspot.com/

Allison Wetherbee doesn’t mind talking about her disability, in fact she wrote a book about growing up with it.
I Was Born This Way ".



Click HERE to read the article from newspaper The Dadeville Record.

Allison's wesite:
http://www.allisonwetherbee.com/
^^^
"I am strong. I am resilient. I was born this way, and so were you" - Allice.
^^^

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Monday, April 6, 2009

He is Risen!



Thank you Lord for saving me!


Though I may not understand
All the plants You have for me
My life is in Your hands
And through the eyes of faith
I can clearly see

God is good all the time




Happy Easter to Everyone!

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