You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin' as it flows
And a dreamer's just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores.. and
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
Has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide.. yes
By Garth Brooks
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Obstacles and Opportunities
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a poor peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
Moral of the story: Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
Then a poor peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
Moral of the story: Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
We are what we believe we are!!
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $ 500 note. In the room of 200, he asked, "who would like this $500?' Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you, but first let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the note up. He then asked, "who still wants it?" Still, the hands were up in the air. "Well," he replied. "What if I do this?" And the dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up now, all crumpled and dirty.
"Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. "My friends, you all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the note, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $ 500". Sometimes times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make or the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.
But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never loose your value. Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams. We are what we believe we are".
"Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. "My friends, you all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the note, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $ 500". Sometimes times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make or the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.
But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never loose your value. Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams. We are what we believe we are".
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