Little reminders

Very blessed and a beautiful morning dearest friends.
Lets all Start our Day with a Heart Full of Gratitude.
1.As you awaken each morning, bring gratitude into your awareness. Before getting out of bed, take a deep breath and silently say a prayer of thanks for the bed you slept in, for your body that will carry you through another day, the song bird singing outside your window, and the new day that is awaiting you. No blessing is too small to count, and everyone counted sets a tone for whatever the day may hold.
2. Take Time to Appreciate Life by Slowing Down!
Too often, we are in a hurry. Our breathing then becomes shallow and we are not fully in the moment. It is difficult to experience appreciation when we are feeling aggravated, impatient or stressed. Rather than moving quickly, take a moment to slow down, breathe deeply, and focus on one thing or person for whom you are grateful.
3. “Book-End” the Day in Thankfulness
Just as it is essential to begin your day with a prayer of gratitude, it is equally important to end the day with a prayer of thanks. Before going to sleep, think of all the blessings you received throughout the day (and keep in mind that even “challenges” can be “blessings in disguise”).
4.Further, consider the people in your life who deserve gratitude and acknowledgment. Remember all the love you have given, and all the love you have received. Nothing will create more abundance and fulfillment than experiencing the love that has flowed through your life, and continues to flow through it each and every day. This is how you “bookend” your day and usher in a peaceful night’s sleep
        ~*~Have a bright peppy gracious gratitude filled Friday and an amazing amazing Weekend.

You start dying slowly Pablo Neruda

""You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…

If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…""

An incredibly thought provoking poem - thought would share it with all of you.........😍

Eye- and Heart-opening Speech by Charlie Chaplin on his 70th Birthday

Sharing a piece which touched moi to the core of moi soul....bringing about a profound transformation in moi...
As I Began To Love Myself...
By: Charlie Chaplin

As I began to love myself 
I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is "AUTHENTICITY".

As I began to love myself
I understood how much it can offend somebody as I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it "RESPECT".

As I began to love myself
I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it "MATURITY".

As I began to love myself
I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it "SELF-CONFIDENCE".

As I began to love myself
I quit steeling my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it "SIMPLICITY".

As I began to love myself
I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is "LOVE OF ONESELF".

As I began to love myself
I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is "MODESTY".

As I began to love myself
I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it "FULFILLMENT".

As I began to love myself
I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection "WISDOM OF THE HEART".

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know that is "LIFE"!

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....

Enough money within her control to move out...
And rent a place of her own
even if she never wants to
or needs to...
Something perfect to wear if the employer
or date of her dreams wants to See Her in an hour...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
A youth she's content to leave behind....
A past juicy enough that she's looking forward to
retelling it in her Old Age....

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .
A set of screwdrivers,
a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...
One friend who always makes her laugh...
And one Who lets her cry...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
A good piece of furniture not previously owned
by anyone else in her Family...
Eight matching plates,
wine glasses with stems,
And a recipe for a meal that will make
her guests feel Honored...
A feeling of control over her destiny...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
How to fall in love without losing herself..
HOW TO QUIT A JOB,
BREAK UP WITH A LOVER,
AND CONFRONT A FRIEND WITHOUT
RUINING THE FRIENDSHIP...
When to try harder...
And WHEN TO WALK AWAY...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
That she can't change the length of her calves,
The width of her hips,
or the nature of her parents..
That her childhood may not have been perfect...
But it's over...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
What she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
How to live alone...
Even if she doesn't like it...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
Whom she can trust,
Whom she can't,
And why she shouldn't take it personally...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
Where to go...
Be it to her best friend's kitchen table...
Or a charming inn in the woods...
When her soul needs soothing...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
What she can and can't accomplish in a day...
A month...
And a year...

Written By: Maya Angelou
【Photo courtesy Google】

The Story of STAR ~CROSSED £overs

“The Bridges of Madison County” is a beautifully written book. It’s one of the most memorable romantic, magically stirring story of true love I’ve ever read. This book was followed in 1995 by a well-received Hollywood film of the same name starring Meryl Streep and Clint Eastwood. No one other than who's truely loved and lost his or her love ....can understand this book or the movie.This timeless £ove story stays stuck to moi soul making moi teary eyed each time i read the book or watch the movie. How Robert remains utterly dedicated to Francesca,though he never hears from her or sees her again. He never has sex again or any other relationships.
This is a love story of "Anguish" and the strangely "€xquisite suffering".
Story of true love, love which can survive total separation intact and unharmed.How two people accidently are joined in an experience of uncommon truth and stunning beauty that will haunt them forever. This remains the most romantic classic of the 1990'. The book has truly been able to capture intrinsically The story of Robert Kincaid, the photographer and free spirit searching for the covered bridges of Madison County, and Francesca Johnson, the farm wife waiting for the fulfillment of a girlhood dream, THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY movie further gives voice to the longings of men and women everywhere-and shows us what it is to love and be loved so intensely that life is never the same again.
I truly believe that yes Francesca & Robert Kincaid were indeed
"STAR ~ CROSSED"lovers in the traditional sense, where everything was right except the timing.
It was the truest £ove lost in the "Abyss of destiny's tyranny"

I think these touching letters  summarises the intense, lasting love story in “The Bridges Of Madison County”

Dear Francesca,
I hope this finds you well. I don't know when you'll receive it. Sometime after I'm gone. I'm sixty-five now, and it's been thirteen years ago today that we met when I came up your lane looking for directions.

I'm gambling that this package won't upset your life in any way. I just couldn't bear to think of the cameras sitting in a secondhand case in a camera store or in some stranger's hands. They'll be in pretty rough shape by the time you get them. But, I have no one else to leave them to, and I apologize for putting you at risk by sending them to you.

I was on the road almost constantly from1965 to 1975. Just to remove some of the temptation to call you or come for you, a temptation I have virtually every waking moment of my life, l took all of the overseas assignments I could find. There have been times, many of them, when I've said, "The hell with it. I'm going to Win- terset, Iowa, and, whatever the cost, take Francesca away with me."

But I remember your words, and I respect your feelings. Maybe you were right; I just don't know. I do know that driving out of your lane that hot Friday morning was the hardest thing I've ever done or will ever do. In fact, I doubt if few men have ever done anything more difficult than that.

I left National Geographic in 1975 and have been devoting the remainder of my shooting years mostly to things of my own choosing, picking up a little work where I can get it, local or regional stuff that keeps me away only a few days at a time. It's been tough financially, but I get along. I always do. Much of my work is around Puget Sound. I like it that way. It seems as men get older they turn toward the water.

Oh, yes, l have a dog now, a golden retriever. I call him "Highway," and he travels with me most of the time, head hanging out the window, looking for good shots.
In 1972, I fell down a cliff in Maine, in Acadia National Park, and broke my ankle. The chain and medallion got torn off in the fall. Fortunately they landed close by. I found them again, and a jeweler mended the chain.

I live with dust on my heart. That's about as well as I can put it. There were women before you, a few, but none after. I made no conscious pledge to celibacy; I'm just not interested.

I once watched a Canada goose whose mate had been shot by hunters. They mate for life, you know. The gander circled the pond for days, and more days after that. When I last saw him, he was swimming alone through the wild rice, still looking. I suppose that analogy is a little too obvious for literary tastes, but it's pretty much the way I feel.

In my imagination, on foggy mornings or afternoons with the sun bouncing off northwest water, I try to think of where you might be in your life and what you might be doing as I'm thinking of you. Nothing complicated--- going out to your garden, sitting on your front porch swing, standing at the sink in your kitchen.
Things like that. I remember everything. How you smelled, how you tasted like the summer. The feel of your skin against mine, and the sound of your whispers as I loved you.

Robert Penn Warren once used the phrase"a world that seems to be God-abandoned." Not bad, pretty close to how I feel some of the time. But I cannot live that way always. When those feelings become too strong, I load Harry and go down the road with Highway for a few days.
I don't like feeling sorry for myself. That's not who I am. And most of the time I don't feel that way. Instead, I am grateful for having at least found you. We could have flashed by one another like two pieces of cosmic dust.

God or the universe or whatever one chooses to label the great systems of balance and order does not recognize Earth-time. To the universe, four days is no different than four billion light years. I try to keep that in mind.

But, I am, after all, a man. And all the philosophic rationalizations I can conjure up do not keep me from wanting you, every day, every moment, the merciless wail of time, of time I can never spend with you, deep within my head.

I love you, profoundly and completely. And I always will.

The last cowboy,
Robert

P. S., I put another new engine in Harry last summer, and he's doing fine

~*~     ~*~      ~*~      ~*~       ~*~

September 10, 1965

Dear Francesca,

Enclosed are two photographs. One is the shop I took of you in the pasture at sunrise.  I hope you like it as much as I do. The other is of Roseman Bridge before I removed your note tacked to it.

I sit here trolling the grey areas of my mind for every detail, every moment of our time together.  I ask myself over and over, "What happened to me in Madison County, Iowa?" And I struggle to bring it together.  That's why I wrote the little piece, "Falling from Dimension Z," I have enclosed, as a way of trying to sift through my confusion.

I look down the barrel of a lens, and you're at the end of it.  I begin work on an article, and I'm writing about you.  I'm not even sure how I got back here from Iowa.  Somehow the old truck brought me home, yet I barely remember the miles going by.

A few weeks ago, I felt self-contained, reasonably content.  Maybe not profoundly happy, maybe a little lonely, but at least content.  All of that has changed.

It's clear to me now that I have been moving toward you and you toward me for a long time.  Tough neither of us was aware of the other before we met, there was a kind of mindless certainty humming blithely along beneath our ignorance that ensure we would come together.  Like two solitary birds flying the great prairies by celestial reckoning, all of these years and lifetimes we have been moving toward one another.

The road is a strange place.  Shuffling along, I looked up and you were there walking across the grass toward my truck on an August day.  In retrospect, it seems inevitable - it could not have been any other day - a case of what I call the high probability of the improbable.

So here I am walking around with another person inside of me.  Though I think I put it better the day we parted when I said there is a third person we have created from the two of us.  And I am stalked now by that other entity.

Somehow, we must see each other again.  Any place, any time.

Call me if you ever need anything or simply want to see me.  I'll be there, pronto.  Let me know if you can come out here sometime - anytime.  I can arrange plane fare, if that's a problem.  I'm off to southeast India next week, but I'll be back in late October.

I love you,
Robert

ps the photo project in Madison County turned out fine.  Look for it in National Geographic next year.  Or tell me if you want me to send a copy of the issue when it's published.

~ From The Bridges Of Madison County by  Robert James Waller

ONLY 1 KILOGRAM

Everytime I have a one KILOGRAM day ,I like to read out this poem to moiself.Ever since i started celebrating losing one KILOGRAM i am more comfortable with moi BODY.Each "KILOGRAM LOST"is moi win over IT
Come let moi introduce you to the
"1 KILOGRAM" in a way You never thought about Before...

“Only 1 KILOGRAM”

Hello, do you know me? If you don't, you should. I'm a KILOGRAM of fat, And I'm the HAPPIEST KILOGRAM of fat that you would ever want to meet.
Want to know why?
It's because no one ever wants to lose me;

I'm ONLY 1 KILOGRAM, just a KILOGRAM !
Everyone wants to lose 3 KILOGRAMS, 5 KILOGRAMS, or 15 KILOGRAMS, but never only 1.
So I just stick around and happily keep you fat.
Then I add to myself, ever so slyly, so that you never seem to notice it.
That is, until I've grown to 10, 20, 30 or even more KILOGRAMS in weight.

Yes, it's FUN being ONLY 1 KILOGRAM OF FAT, left to do as I please.
So, when you weigh in, keep right on saying, "Oh, I only lost one KILOGRAM."
For you see, if you do this, you'll encourage others to keep me around because they'll think I'm not worth losing.
And, I love being around you - your Arms, your Legs, your Chin, your Hips, your Belly and every part of you.
After all, I'm ONLY ONE KILOGRAM OF FAT!!!

- Author Unknown
(Photo courtesy Google)

Cabbage soup recipe

Cabbage Soup  Recipe
A different, nutritious Low calorie cabbage soup.
45 calories per serving

Preparation Time : 16-20 minutes
Cooking time : 6-10 minutes
Servings : 4
Cabbage Soup
~Main Ingredients~
Cabbage diced1  medium
Onion diced 2 medium
Tomato diced 4 medium
Salt to taste
Black pepper powder to taste
Green capsicum diced1 mediumLemon juice  4 teaspoon
Method ~
Heat a deep non stick pan.
Add onions and roast for a minute. Add cabbage and salt and stir. Add four cups of water, cover and cook for two to three minutes.
Add tomatoes and pepper powder and stir. Continue to cook for further two to three minutes. Add the capsicums, cover and cook for seven to eight minutes. Add lemon juice and mix. Take the pan off the heat.Serve piping hot.

USING IMAGINATION TO CHANGE NEGATIVE TO POSITIVE

USING IMAGINATION TO CHANGE NEGATIVE TO POSITIVE

First thing in the morning, imagine yourself tremendously happy. Get out of bed in a very happy mood – radiant, bubbling, expectant – as if something perfect, of infinite value, is going to happen today. Get out of the bed in a very positive and hopeful mood, with the feeling that this day is not going to be an ordinary day – that something exceptional, extraordinary, is waiting for you; something is very close by. Try and remember it again and again for the whole day. Within seven days you will see that your whole pattern, your whole style, your whole vibration, has changed.

When you go to sleep in the night, just imagine that you are falling into divine hands...as if existence is supporting you, that you are in its lap, falling asleep. Just visualize it and fall asleep. The one thing to carry is that you should go on imagining and let sleep come, so that the imagination enters into sleep; they are overlapping.

Don’t imagine any negative thing, because if people who have an imaginative capacity imagine negative things, they start happening. If you think that you are going to get ill, you will get ill. If you think that somebody is going to be rude to you, he will be. Your very imagination will create the situation.

So if a negative idea comes, immediately change it to a positive thought. Say no to it. Drop it immediately; throw it away.

Within a week you will start feeling that you are becoming very happy – for no reason at all.

【Osho, The Passion for the Impossible, Talk #3】

Cinnamon n honey

【Goodness Of Cinnamon And Honey】

As mentioned earlier, both cinnamon and honey are beneficial for health. Here is a look at all the goodness these two ingredients of the cinnamon-honey weight loss recipe have.
~Cinnamon~
It cleanses the body and eliminates bacteria, fungi and parasites in the digestive tract.
It helps in the stabilization of blood sugar levels in your body (1). It prevents an increase in the storage of fat that is caused by high blood sugar levels.
It increases metabolism of glucose by 20 times.
It helps in improving insulin function (2), thus helping you to lose weight.
It gives you a feeling of satiety and fullness, preventing food cravings.
~Honey~
It is loaded with vitamins and minerals that help increase energy levels in your body.
It can suppress psychological food cravings naturally.
It helps in boosting metabolism to allow the body to burn fat.
It has a glycemic index value that is healthier than sugar, which means that it is absorbed by your body progressively and gradually (3). It also prevents sugar rush.
It contains enzymes and antioxidants that have different health benefits (4).
Studies show that diabetic patients who consume honey regularly experience a significant decrease in the levels of triglycerides, cholesterol, and body weight.
What Is The Cinnamon And Honey ~Weight Loss Recipe~
The cinnamon and honey weight loss recipe is one of the most talked about recipes today. Like its name, it is very simple and does not take time or effort to prepare. There has been no clear evidence that honey and cinnamon have the ability to directly cause weight loss. However, through research, it has been found that they help in lowering cholesterol and blood sugar levels that are related to obesity and being overweight.
As the name suggests, this weight loss recipe is all about using cinnamon and honey to make a drink that should be used in combination with regular exercise and a healthy balanced diet. While some people who have tried it did not successfully lose weight, there are others who swear by this recipe and recommend it as a sure-fire weight loss aid. If you have tried other recipes of weight loss without success, this could be the one that works for you. If it does not work, you still get the many benefits that its ingredients have to offer. And there is never any harm in trying it out as it is natural and safe!
~How To Make This Recipe~
For the cinnamon and honey weight loss recipe, all you need is:

Organic honey – 1 tablespoon
Organic cinnamon – 1 teaspoon
Filtered water – 1 cup
The Procedure:
First, put the cinnamon in a bowl and boil the filtered water.
Once it has boiled, pour the hot water into the bowl over the cinnamon.
Let it steep for 15 minutes.
Next, once the water has cooled, add the tablespoon of honey to it.
Always make sure that honey is added to the cooled liquid. If the liquid is hot, the enzymes that are present in raw honey will get destroyed.
You can also try:
Honey – 1 teaspoon
Cinnamon powder – ½ teaspoon
Filtered water – 1 cup
The Procedure:
Take a small saucepan and pour in the water and mix in the cinnamon powder and honey.
Bring it to a boil and then filter the mixture into a cup.
Divide the liquid into 2 half cups. Let it cool.
When To Consume The Cinnamon-Honey Drink:
There are four instances when you can drink this weight loss-aiding concoction to make sure it has the effect you want it to have.

1. In The Morning:

When you are trying to lose weight, it is important to get the day started well as it helps in setting the tone for how the rest of your day goes. When it starts off all wrong, the chances of you eating an unhealthy fattening lunch and following it up with anything you want to eat for dinner are higher.

To make sure that you always start your day off on the right note, you should make it a habit to use a weight loss aide that is all natural like the cinnamon and honey recipe. Remember to drink it as soon as you wake up and half an hour before you eat your breakfast.

How it helps: When taken in the morning, cinnamon and honey can help in revving up your digestive system as well as your metabolism and level of energy through lunch.

Falling in £ove at a coffee shop Kank visuals

Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop"


I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you
Yes there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you.
I've seen the paths that your eyes wander down
I want to come too

I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you

No one understands me quite like you do
Through all of the shadowy corners of me

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while I never knew

I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you
Yes there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you.
I've seen the waters that make your eyes shine
Now I'm shining too

Because oh because
I've fallen quite hard over you

If I didn't know you, I'd rather not know
If I couldn't have you, I'd rather be alone

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while, I never knew

All of the while, all of the while,
it was you

The story of my life withThe Bridges of Madison Co

He said that i lived breathing in his music his lyrics....his smiles...his tears...his aches....his laughter.... i believed... for he never knew his Atoms were all that created moi form and moi existence was  for him n only him in all dimensions...i was born to reach out to him....his life's blueprint

Aches....

A dull and aching void was left where careless hands had reached out to destroy my silver web of happiness....

The £ove of the Sun and the Moon

“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”

” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The moon so luminous, but only showed her face during the night. She was untouchable, surrounding herself with a blanket of darkness. The sun would give anything to catch a glimpse of the Moon illuminating the beautiful night sky.

Until one day when the Sun was sliding out of the heavens, he caught a glimpse of her. She was peeking up, a rare side of her being exposed to the light. And while the Sun could shine, he knew the Moon could glow.

Just as the Stars were wandering into the night, the Sun fell in love like a snowball hurding down a mountain. How he wished to see her move than the fleeting moments he shared with her at both dawn and dusk. But they were a world apart.

“Go,” she whispered to him one of those nights, her voice as sweet and sorrowful as the last light of morning. “Go and let me breathe, for you and I have decided fates. You illuminate the day, and I cast a glow one the night. We will never be. Our connection would go against what all the people believe, all they know” During the summer he would stay a little longer just in case she would change his mind. It was no use.

“Don’t you dare abandon your blessing of light for my darkness.” And those were the last words the Moon was strong enough to speak to the Sun.

The Sun could feel her peaceful soul and it soon became clear. He would die each and every night to let his true love breathe, for it would put an end to all her misery.

” a tale like this should be heard and seen.”

“And no one will know it is the story of you and me.”

【A parable writer unknown】