Reflicta-se...

" (...) I'm learning to fly (...) but I ain't got wings (...)"

Retrato del tiempo

Que nos motiva a buscar cosas desconocidas y llevar los sueños de lo distante a lo posible cuando aun no sabemos que contienen los momentos por venir, que nos lleva a vivir con tanta pasion si no podemos definir cuan largas seran nuestras vidas, quizas lo que nos lleva a desvirtuar todo lo que gira en torno a la razon se encuentra en sentimientos aun no descriptos y si observamos detenidamente veremos que todo se traduce en felicidad.

Pero la felicidad que anhelo no se encuentra en las grandes riquezas que nos tornan oscuros con el tiempo, ni en los caminos faciles que nos seducen con sus rectas sinuosas y nos conducen a destinos inciertos.

Siento a la vida como una gota de agua que se desvanece a traves del viento. Alli como el tiempo desvanece a los días que trascurren de manera indetenible entre amaneceres y noches esplendorosas en la busqueda de la verdadera felicidad, por que siempre tendre una razon para vivir y un motivo para ser amado...

Matus

Friends Forever

You Are My Friend
And I HopeYou Know That's True.
No Matter What Happens
I Will Stand Right By You.

In Times Of Grief
I Will Give You Belief.
I'll Be There For You
Whenever You Are In Need.
To Lend You A Hand
To Do A Good Deed.

So Just Call On Me When
You Need Me, My Friend!
I Will Always Be There For You
Right To The End!

Responsabilities

In today's highly interdependent world, individuals and nations can no longer resolve many of their problems by themselves. We need one another. We must therefore develop a sense of universal responsibility... It is our collective and individual responsibility to protect and nurture the global family, to support its weaker members, and to preserve and tend to the environment in which we all live.

Sogyal Rinpoche

A vida é...

A vida é um constante exercício de mãos, criando asas, de pés, pisando em brasas.

window to the soul

« The eyes tell all without any deception
Pain shows itself in tears and sad looks
Defeat is shown when the eyesare downcast
Lonliness when the eyes stare into space
Fear when the eyes widen and then close
Loss is when the eyes just shut tightly
The eyes tell so much about the owner
Which is why I stay to myself or in the dark
When others are near so that no one
Will see my soul which is filled with misery
That I have learned to accept as life
So please never come to close to me
For you might look into my eyes and see
All that I am and that would be so sad to see
I want no one know what I feel or think
Who I really am because I am so afraid
Of what the reaction would be to me
Would you care or would you ignore it
Could you still want be in my company
Will I be someone to be ignored or
Would you talk to me try to consol me
Or would I would be seen as a weak person
Either way I will never know why cause I
Will never let you see my eyes long enough
To see into my soul and know the real me »

Fear of losing

Until recently I had no fears

Now that I seem to have things, I fear

Can one only feel the fear of losing?

The tree

The wind is the tree's very breath.
Grand branches undulate
Back and forth across a cloudless sky.
Leaves flutter and shine like diamonds,
As the tree continues its dance.

The unseen presence of the wind--
The great motivator
Of the upward and downward movement
Of branch and leaf.

The tree looks like some immense creature--
Breathing, expanding,
As the wind blows through it.
Standing there it is a massive monument
To another presence, AN ETERNAL PRESENCE--
One that guides wind and earth.

Scott Ransopher