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• Sunday 27 August 2006 - How's this for a stupid inspirational quote??
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THE DONKEY:
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway: it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realised what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
And moving on...
The donkey later came back, and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected, and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.
MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON:
When you do something wrong, and try to cover your ass, it always comes back to bite you.
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• Monday 28 August 2006 - Oh I really like this one!
Posted by aries67
Should be added to Aesop's Fables (for adults hehe)! :o) Definitely a good way to live your life - I think I have even been able to do a bit stepping up in my own life when I think about it.
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• Thursday 29 June 2006 - A poem....
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Well, I was curled up under the doona... feeling sorry for myself... when I thought about a poem that I wrote not long after this whole sordid business came to light. Now, I know that I promised not to re-hash all my old poetry and stuff, but I have read this time and time again over these past few years. It's a collection of words that has been both an inspiration and a comfort to me... something that helps me to remember just how lucky I truly am.
THANKS BE FOR ME
I am so lucky; rich and gifted in the most blessed of ways.
I have health, I have joy, I have life!
I have the sun, the wind, the rain, trees and waves,
I have the breath with which to sing, and the rhythm to dance.
I have humour, wit and compassion; and the tact to know when best to use them.
I've endured many trials; some I've won, some I've lost,
But all have been of infinite value to my soul.
I can see so much about life that is beautiful and sweet,
That sometimes; just for a moment I can forget that evil and pain exist.
I am strong, moral and fair; and I am most fortunate
To have had the chance to cultivate these virtues in others.
I have good friends, and I have the best of friends;
Those special people who care for me no matter what I do, or say, or feel.
I have beloved family, through whom good shines so brightly
That I am guided through the darkness left by others' harmful intentions.
I have been sweetly loved, I have lost, and I have learned lessons.
I have glimpsed a brighter future and faltered; but I'll find the best way
So that the world not be denied the beauty of re-awakened spirit.
Finally; most importantly, I have children who love me; who trust that I love them,
And who I confidently know will confide in me despite the weight of the burden they carry.
I am richer than anyone I know!
All because I have love in my life... and it lives in my heart.
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• Saturday 27 May 2006 - Another stupid quote
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This is one of my favourite poems. I have no idea who wrote it, or when. I read it in a magazine one day, and it bought tears to my eyes, I thought it was so beautiful. I'd even go so far as to say that it changed my outlook on a lot of things. I was so touched that I wrote it out on a pretty piece of paper, with one of my favourite metallic gel pens. Then I decorated it a bit, and got my kids to draw little pictures around the margins for me. To finish it off I added little pictures of my kids in the corners. I had it laminated, and put it on the fridge (where all my favourite things end up) for all my visitors to see. It's getting old and yellowed with age now, and it's no longer on the fridge, but it still holds pride of place on my kitchen wall. And every now and then it still makes me cry... and smile.
So here it is... think what you will.
 Some houses try to hide the fact that children shelter there.
Ours boasts of it quite openly, the signs are everywhere,
For smears are on the windows, little smudges on the doors.
I guess I should apologise for toys strewn on the floor,
But I sat down with the children and we played, and laughed, and read.
And if the doorbell doesn't shine, their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose the one job or the other,
I'd like to cook, and clean, and scrub... but first I'll be a mother.
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• Friday 26 May 2006 - here goes....
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allrighty. i think i'm ready for this. i've been checking out the site for a few days now and reading some of your blogs. i kinda feel like i've been ripping you all off, so here's a start. this is not my first foray into the blogging world, but i am a bit of a newbie. i don't really know what i'll write about... maybe it'll just end up as ramblings from a slightly dillusional mind, maybe it'll be gold. how game are you?
we have an 'inspirational quote' on our fridge... i thought i'd share it with you. it goes...
LIFE IS NOT A JOURNEY TO THE GRAVE WITH THE INTENTION OF ARRIVING IN A PRETTY AND WELL PRESERVED BODY... BUT RATHER TO SKID IN BROADSIDE, THOROUGHLY USED UP, TOTALLY WORN OUT AND LOUDLY PROCLAIMING... WOAH, WHAT A RIDE!
ps... do any of you have any idea how hard it is to type with a kitten trying to chase your fingers across the keyboard?
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• Friday 26 May 2006 - Boring
Posted by stephanie
HEY WRITE SUMFING MORE INTERESTING LIKE WHAT U LIKE AND HOW OLD U R IF U JUST STARTED HIGHSKOOL SUMFING INTERESTING NOT THAT STUPID INSPIRATIONAL QUOTE
Edited by tinacee on Saturday 3 June 2006 at 8:47 PM
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