Old and Wise

After many passing years, there is an age where a person is considered to be old.  It could be the pores on the skin with signs of wrinkles.  Or it could be the movement constricted due to a bad back.  There could be gray hairs on the head settled amongst the scalp.  There is a time realizing when a person is old enough.  Though, during this time, a person can be old and wise.

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Movement Worthwhile

While there are many chances to make a step forward in life, we need to make it worthwhile.  The little efforts trying to tell the story of our lives, may put us in the subject toward the path of a greater good.  Bringing up life, we need to pay close attention to quality versus quantity.  There is a quality of actions that we do.  Each action we touch upon has a power.  Though, the discerning ability between quality or quantity matters.  Putting all your eggs into one basket can help, though be sure that it is in good care.  Quantity is a bit obvious, though look not at many to spread you thin.  Instead, the importance of support is in great need for our life.

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The World is a Book

While living one page at a time, sometimes I wonder about the moment completing a chapter. I don’t want a climax and definitely not a last chapter. Living life is a process. So it is a process to write our lives with each page turned. Each and every page, has its subtleties that grow with fascination. What type of book are you living? Is it an adventure, mystery, suspense, romance, thriller, fiction or non-fiction?

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Nature’s Beauty

This is tale of life between the young and old…

A priest was in charge of the garden within a famous Zen temple. He had been given the job because he loved the flowers, shrubs, and trees. Next to the temple there was another, smaller temple where there lived a very old Zen master. One day, when the priest was expecting some special guests, he took extra care in tending to the garden. He pulled the weeds, trimmed the shrubs, combed the moss, and spent a long time meticulously raking up and carefully arranging all the dry autumn leaves. As he worked, the old master watched him with interest from across the wall that separated the temples.

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The Cracked Pot

This is a story of a cracked pot who is faced with fulfillment issues, though it is based on it’s own perception…

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

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