when we are still and face one anotherreflections within reflectionswe see the infinity in ourselves #Pawetry 😸
What purpose does time serve, but to remind us that we have lived
Our responsibility is to improve the world that was handed to us by the previous generation. What skills, talents or interests do we have that can leave some impact while we walk this life? Could you take on the environment in your own little way? Address poverty or make strides in technology? Raise the level … Continue reading Better the World
sparkle, not burn float, not fall liberate, not incarnate
I just noted that this is my 500th post! Thanks everyone for reading and encouraging me :)
(The morning of the Lunar Eclipse, the sun was out after several dull days of bitter cold in Nairobi) the sun is out in full blaze perhaps a touch concerned about the attention showered for the blushing moon tonight? do what you will at your time you must set the queen shall surely rule adorned … Continue reading The Sun’s Envy
I am reblogging this post A Letter About Success.
It was a letter written by my father to my sister many, many years ago.
We have recently started a blog for our parents sharing their thoughts, wisdom, memories, recipes and many other useful tips. Please do check it out and leave a comment for them :)
Happy Father’s Day!
We found an old letter our father had typed out and sent to our sister when started studying History and Philosophy of Psychology.
So, you are now taking up “History and Philosophy of Psychology”. I hope you are enjoying it and finding it interesting.
You mentioned a phrase:
“Your motto in life should be to strive, to struggle instead of to succeed. Work that is well accomplished is the joy of life.
In this phrase the word “Succeed” is the key word and one should try to understand this and its effects.
1. When you aim to succeed means you expect something to happen. When you expect or wish … you are limiting your potentiality…
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no ocean that separates your land from mine no mountains mark our borders the same wind blows to my side the same shadow casts on your side time after time we repeat the same old... though we speak in many tongues *** Any guesses as to what I am speaking about here? It is in … Continue reading and none left untouched