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Peter’s Quote for the Day – Age.

Age

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Age.

Age has afforded me the most significant amount of no-cost experience. It is truly the best investment I have ever made (accepting all experiences I have ever had.) The beauty of this situation is, I am on a journey of never-ending experience. Everything I have learned in life was taught to me by experience. I think experiences of every sort, with no exception, must be a ‘Pearl of Great Price.” My age arranged it this way to improve my life and shape my attitude toward my fellow humans. Isn’t this wonderful?

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A Tailor’s Shoppe

Per chance, there was a day, when as I went, I espied, that there were a tailor’s shoppe along the way.

Surely, I cried, this is the place that I should seek, to have those changes to my attire that I wish to make.

Yet, many a day did go by, that I passed that way and woe, remembered that my cloth at castle remained.

One day, I determined, on seeing the tailor’s shoppe, that I would return to my castle and collect my cloth, then to present my cloth to the tailor for repair.

So it is that I went into the tailor’s shoppe, with some foreboding for that which I should find.

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The Rose

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Throughout history the simple rose, a beautiful fragrant flower, has been the source of much that has been written about life, love, beauty and fragrance.

Although the rose, like so much of nature’s gems, appears so defenseless against all of the elements of life, so easily crushed by these elements; roughly picked by less caring humans, she has a hardiness, known to many of her species, as they continue daily enduring to survive in their environment.

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Resplendent Heaven

 

Stars in heavens

I was all of twenty years old and in love. We met at a Fabric Designers workshop and the moment my eyes gazed into hers, I knew I had reached heaven on earth.

She invited me to join her for a weekend getaway in the mountains, with her Fabric Designers Group.

At nineteen she was the youngest member, not outgoing, but with a warm inviting personality and quick affinity, which drew old and young to her. Her soft British accent with its quaint idiosyncrasies and expressions gave her added magnetism. She was pretty with full curly hair down to her shoulders and whilst men happily looked her way (too frequently for my liking) she booked no shallow talk nor nonsense. I saw beauty, warmth and strength wholly in one precious woman.

After all the joviality of meeting the group, we went off to our rooms. Amid romantic imaginings I drifted off to sleep. At about 2 am I woke up and could not go back to Stars in heavens 3sleep. Dressing up warmly, (it was cool in the mountains.) decided to go for a walk.

Stepping out the front door and closing it as quietly as I could, I looked up to see a figure standing on the lawn – it was her! “Hello,” she whispered, “Trouble sleeping?” she continued. “Yes,” I stuttered, overwhelmed at seeing her.

“Follow me.” She instructed. Taking my hand, she led me to the bottom of the garden. Stopping, she turned and spoke softly into my ear.  “Lie down and look up into the heavens.” Did I detect a huskiness in her voice?

We lay down, side by side and once again she took my hand. We gazed upwards. “Here in the mountains, in winter especially, you will view the universe with new eyes; s stars-in-heavens-2.jpgthis is because there is no unnatural light, as in the city.” She whispered.

We gazed at a most startlingly lucid vista of the firmament, with paling moon, stars of every shape and size, bright constellations everywhere. A shooting star flashed across the magnificent scene.

“Oh! She sighed, how resplendent, Isn’t it…? Everything so limitless, brilliant: the stars glittering, like diamonds in a transcendent pool. “

Deep within me, were strong feelings that sensed the pulsing of her hand as it held mine, the warm touch of her body alongside me. I longed to tell her of the resplendent heaven inside my heart, beating with an excitement, I had not experienced before. I longed to share my feelings with her but felt afraid to do so. “Maybe it was too early in our meeting, for me to open my heart so.” I reasoned.

“Are you enjoying this experience?” She turned to me.

“I am in a resplendent heaven, oh yes, I am. I could gaze at this magnificent scene forever” I responded in a voice too choked for my liking, as it fought its way past my impassioned emotion and did not allow me to add, “with you, beautiful lady”.

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A Tailor’s Shoppe

 

Tailors Shoppe

 

Per chance, there was a day, when as I went, I espied, that there were a tailor’s shoppe along the waye.

Surely, I cried, this is the place that I should seek, to have those changes to my attire that I wish to make.

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A Tailor’s Shoppe

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The butterfly greeted the caterpillar, “Come let us fly”, warily the caterpillar replied, “Alas, I cannot fly, for I am a caterpillar”. “Hast a caterpillar wings”? The butterfly mocked. ”Of a truth you are no longer a caterpillar, but rather a butterfly. Come, let us fly…”

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The Shift

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A review of the video, produced by Dr. Wayne Dyer

Who should view this video?

People who realize:

Ø  That there is more to life than just accepting your daily ‘lot’.

Ø  That they are stuck in a rut, growing older with their only future being to retire in the years ahead and start the process of slowly dying.

Ø  They desperately want to hope that there is an opportunity for them, before they leave the confines of this earth.

Ø  That even though they are young, they are not happy in their ‘chosen’ profession; they are looking for more.

Ø  They sense that there is a power, somewhere out there, that they are not tapping in to.

Ø  Their present relationship to a significant other is on shaky ground, whatever their age group.

This list is endless, but so far it’s a good start, because most of us reading these lines, qualify on a least three of the above points.

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The Rose

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Throughout history the simple rose, a beautiful fragrant flower, has been the source of much that has been written about life, love, beauty and fragrance.

Although the rose, like so much of nature’s gems, appears so defenseless against all of the elements of life, so easily crushed by these elements; roughly picked by less caring humans, she has a hardiness, known to many of her species, as they continue daily enduring to survive in their environment.

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