
Each individual must make the personal choice of whether or not to love someone. Christians first and foremost should carry and display love for others in their hearts.

Each individual must make the personal choice of whether or not to love someone. Christians first and foremost should carry and display love for others in their hearts.
”As long as we are looking for ways to “get away” with something,
willing to shortchange someone else for our own benefit,
or retaliate because we believe that we have been wronged,
we will continue to add to an environment
that looks to bring in the government with its regulations as the “big guns” to protect themselves..”
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Lost in time
Encased in rhyme
Breathless sigh
Don’t wonder why
Dip and sway away
Go with it!
Lovely face
Crowded space
It draws your eyes
Beauty emphasized
Feel the beat and heat
Go With It!
Soul enraptured
Moment captured
Eros tosses a dart
Straight to your hearts
Sing together
Go with it!
Let the love flow through rhyme and time
The music will soothe as you lose yourself in each other
Just two hearts
Beating as one
Never to part
Laughing in the sun
The song of joy and kicks
Just Go With It!
To remember
=> the more uniqueness = the more difference to make in the world.
To remember
smile because it happened
- you need to be happy
- striving for more ~~makes us great < never wise to make happiness dependent on it
- unrealistic expectations = set us up for failure
- addiction to toxic people + activities brings us down
lessons to be happier
1. Don’t start with profundities. > start with basics
2. Do let the sun go down on anger. > notion of anger catharsis = poppycock.
3. Fake it till you feel it. Feelings follow actions.
4. Realize anything worth doing = worth doing badly. Challenge & novelty = key elements of happiness.
5. Don’t treat blues with a “treat.”
6. Buy some happiness. basic psychological needs include feeling loved, secure, and good at what we do.
7. Don’t insist on the best. 2 types of decision makers. Satisficers + Maximizers => Satisficers happier than maximizers.
8. Exercise to boost energy. Exercise = most dependable mood-boosters.
9. Stop nagging. replace nagging with persuasive tools
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
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What do you need to be happy? All too often, we list the things we want: a bigger house, a cooler car, a trip around the world, money for retirement, a new friend or lover.
While striving for more is one of the things that makes us great, it’s never wise to make your happiness dependent on it. All too often, it’s hard to bring the things we want into our lives.
But one thing you do have the power to do is let go of things you don’t want or need. Whether out of habit or because of peer pressure or family pressure, we often cling to poisonous thoughts, feelings, and individuals.
Our unrealistic expectations set us up for failure, and our addiction to toxic people and activities brings us down. And then we wonder why it’s…
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How often does it not happen we feel like the world being against us.
In this posting we may find pictograms for expressing what may be inside a persons heart and/or mind. Those thought may not always in line with what God expect from us.But feeling such bad way that does not mean we should act the same as we feel in our inner battle.
Knowing God is with us, we can conquer those bad feelings and try with our good heart to show brotherly love even to our enemies, in the hope to weaken their heart and showing the other ways of life, giving them an opportunity to come to see the light and the way to God.
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To remember
God is our reward🏆🥇
God knows our heart
When 🌍 = against us or those that we 💕 > use all we have 👩⚖👩⚖to give them a righteous shove ⛰🏔
pray🙏 for enemies
trust in God
Anonymous Lover of Jesus Christ
When the world 🌎 is against🤺 you, pick up your sword 🏹🔪
☝️G-D IS ALWAYS WITH US, strength🏋️♂️💪 from Him is our reward🏆🥇
I’m not a good 😒person, and I 😠curse a lot
But ☝️G-D knows my heart 💛 – I love Him with all I’ve got 🤗
When the world 🌍 is against 🚫 me or those that I love💕
I use all I have 👩⚖⚖to give them a righteous shove ⛰🏔
I pray🙏 for my enemies👥🕴👤 even if I’d like to punch👊🥊 them
But, I hope and 🏇🏄♀️⛷strive to be a better gem💍
I don’t want to be a 🙍♀️hateful person,
🛐Lord, help me deter⚠️ from transgression 🔥
Father ☝️G-D I trust in you… 👂hear my 🙏plea, and be with me👱♀️

Anonymous 💙
“When we are unable to face the truth of our own feelings, we will vent our emotional pain upon anyone that goes against what we are trying to control, due to the exhaustion of representing our self as the truth, we wish we could be.”
True freedom can only be felt when we stop concealing our thoughts, desires, and beliefs, and stop pretending to be someone we are not, or pleasing others out of fear; for when our truth is spoken, our spirit emerges, and our fear becomes void, to which freedom of our true self takes flight.
~ WOW ~

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They danced over her flesh the same way she shivered into my chest and I still wanted to break every single little bird bone in her hand her metacarpal and middle phalanx and it had been years but I still rage quietly and then I sink into that quicksand guilt when she smiles and touches her fingernail to my jugular.
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A hummingbird heart replaces the frozen emptiness
And I begin to swim.
Darkness glooms around every corner
And quickly drags me in
There is no moon to guide me
And I begin to sink.
Swimming
and
Sinking
Sinking
and
Swimming
Fearless free spirit climbing towards the…
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There was not much of Winter in Belgium and signs of the approach of Spring seem sparse.
Quiet keepers in Waiting for spring and in Keeping faith when spring is late let us know that the keepers of time tell us “Spring is here”.
We have passed that notch in the calendar when light and darkness are given us in equal measure. Winter is past and we can breathe a collective sigh of relief and begin to enjoy longer days and the sight and smell of things getting about the business of growing. For now, though, that is only a hope, and what we see is not quite what we’ve been awaiting. {Keeping faith when spring is late}
For us it is like our seed is still in the clay of Flemish Brabant. We do feel the wetness and are eager to germinate. At last the sun has brought some warmth giving us the power and the spirit to come up. The landscape starts changing her palette of various hues of brown into green spots and since a few days the whites, yellows and other fresh colours shout for our attention. The sounds in the air start changing and are willing to come over lord auto-mobile. We also can not wait to bring an other sound.
Absorbed in this state of waiting, many of us are edgy, irritable, and anxious, even as we try to remind ourselves that spring must come eventually. We glance outside and then look at the calendar, counting the days until the equinox. Still bundled in our winter coats and scarves, we gaze longingly at spring merchandise in stores. We rejoice and celebrate the occasional mild day, even as our hopes are dashed by another snowstorm or cold front. {Waiting for spring}
The cold fronts in Western Europe are more brought by the politicians and the materialism people are caught by. Everybody very busy to earn as much as they can or having to work many hours to be able to survive in a country which has so many taxes, people more than half of the year just work to pay for the deficit of their country.
Many could have enough reason to dawdle over their food the government is offering them. Instead of picking at our food we tumble all the garbage of this spoiled world in the wasteland. We would have loved to start with a clean slate, but we are all born with the legacy of our previous generations. Living in an area were the battles of Europe were fought and being conquered by foreign troupes many times, we take an aversion to everything that may smell of trying to restrict us or to modify our free thought. We do not like to be confined to one set of rules or to one set of ideas an do not like to be talked into regulations or was of life. Some may like to be talked round, but we appreciate it that every body can talk freely and may utter different ideas than ours. We are not afraid of possible contradicting ideas or different ways of life. The variation of thought brings colour in life and we do not mind to discuss all those variations if time permits and when it cold be worth to consider matters.
Remains of a canal lock tower, quay and watermill in the fields in Weerde, Belgium. Weerde, Zemst, Flemish Brabant, Belgium (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
We appreciate the variation in the world and consider it as a richness and not as a limitation or a shortcoming or fault of our society. We are aware of human shortcomings but do not want to be at a loss for words. We do not think words are no adequate to give some spirit and fire to life and give us joy in a world full of variation. We do not want a grey world where every body thinks and feels the same.
Problem for many in our society is that often people might have lots of expectations and being disillusioned not many come through. Then the question may arise “what do we do when life doesn’t work out as we had dreamed it”. We all want to reach a high point in our life. Who does not want to reach the top? But we often become limited because we do want so much to compare ourselves with others. What do we do when our status is inferior to that of others and the community around us including our family point this out to us?
On this site we do hope to have people to come to accept that every body has something good, but also can have something bad, but more important that every individual has his or her role and importance in this universe of variety and trial. We would like to avoid entering ourselves or having others entering a “winter of discontent”. We would love to show the world there is so much beauty in it and so much richness in it for every one to share in abundance.
Many people might also be tempted to cling to stories they heard from their ancestors, the world of their previous and ‘old dreams’, waste their talents on nostalgia, religious feeling, liturgical formalism, institutional activism, fundamentalism, nationalism, rationalism and more. Often they cling on to their dreams and eat their heart out with choking hopes of their ego placed in the centre of the world. By not accepting that others might have other ideas they become goofy about bagatelles and scowl at mere trifles. Our of fear others might subdue them they go in counter attack.
We would like to offer some small notebook, where some ideas may be scrabbled in and where people can look at without having to look what others would think or without distress. You may find toddling and fluttering here this communal place, a joint property of different minds, people who feel themselves united by the forces of nature and by their open mind and willingness to share thoughts with each other without offending some one, but with concerted attempt to show the world the beauty of diversity.
Undismayed we would like to offer you a lucky bag or a bran tub where people are free to scramble. Any passer-by can rummage in what we do have to offer. Feel free to grope in the lucky dip. We hope every body who comes along shall be able to grope and find something of interest.
Those interested in adding their words are very welcome to do so. In case they would like to regularly write some note or thought or would like to share a reflection, they may let us know and we will invite them to come a co-author. Our mother-tongue is Dutch, so do not worry you speak an other language than ours. We have chosen English to be the language of communication because we ourselves are not so good in the other business languages Spanish and Mandarin. If you would prefer to write in your own language, and this would be one we can understand or speak ourself, like French, German, Afrikaans, you are welcome to write in those languages.
The main joint writers shall place their articles under their and this ‘guest signature’ in the lifestyle magazine Stepping Toes. We also do invite you to come and have a look there and to find also other co-authors.
May we give some incitement to join us, so that you could perhaps reach other people than on your own regular blog and that you with us can give incitement to others to share their thought in a community of people who are not afraid to be together with other minds.
We would like to offer our readers articles on social, spiritual, cultural, political and sometimes economical affairs. All matters could be spoken off here and all sorts of guest-speakers or guest-writers are welcome. If you would like to present us, at regular or irregular times, with some nice prose or poetry, you are very welcome.
We would be honoured to find writers to join us who could write like QuietKeepers, who writes:
Now is a time of preparation for what is to come, to gaze on the stark canvas around us before it begins to burst into color and growth. After all, when it does, life will get very busy, not only in the natural world, but in our lives. Activity will ramp up as schedules swell with graduations, weddings, and ball games. Homeowners will frantically pull out coolers and grills, uncover deck furniture, and fuel lawnmowers for the first of many cuts of the season. Gardeners will feel an urgency to ready their beds and plant even as the local greenhouses warn them to heed the frost-free date. {Keeping faith when spring is late}
With her and others we would love to see everything coming to life again and in full colours. So that we can be
enjoying the cacophony of chatter from a flock of blackbirds or the song of a single robin as the sun amazes … with yet another spectacular rising or setting.
We would love to see that many may join us on between the dawn and the dark of night to walk on the many roads who lead to the same point. As wise men, like closetoeighty can send words in the world, whilst trying to stay young and fresh in mind and share the beautiful pictures of a China Sojourner Randall Collis, who notes:
The wisdom of Jerry Garcia resonates with me as the wrathful fingers of winter turn into the chilly, wet hands of spring. I search for my path. A place to watch and dream from afar; to quietly witness the darkness of winter transform into the dawn of spring. {Dreams Between Dusk and Dawn}
It is this strange contradictory nature of dawn and maturity that makes life interesting. In our youth, we revel in the late night/early morning hours. Intrigued by the peace of a post-midnight sky and the eerily quietness of the streets and the wilderness.
Breathtaking to feel so alive with energy in the dead of night, as if this moment was created for the young: the world waiting to be explored. All the action and chaos of the previous day and night comes to a crescendo and slowly unwinds in the peaceful stillness of darkness. {Dreams Between Dusk and Dawn}
Together we would love to take a closer look at
what appears to be nothing and am noticing the winter feathers of the male Goldfinches start to turn yellow, buds on the branches of an Elderberry bush, and the first leaves of Bee Balm at the base of the brown stalks from last year’s growth.
In the belief that anticipation is often the best part of a vacation or a happy event, {Keeping faith when spring is late}
we would like to fill our glasses and bring a toast to drink
in this time and appreciating it in its somewhat awkward adolescent phase because (we) know without seeing that it holds the promise of something quite wonderful that is yet to come. {Keeping faith when spring is late}
We would love to devote ourselves to the cause of allowing ourselves to grow by the wisdom of others and sharing our knowledge and experience, working at bettering others. We want to find enough reason to be happy with what we have and with what we can share with others, without wanting something in return.
Why should we waste it on pleasurable pursuits alone? We should be making this world a better place for our children.
In case we could bring other people in the picture who are also willing that we would grow into a world where every body can live next to each other in peace, though they may be from an other race, culture or religion, than we shall be pleased and could find we succeeded in fulfilling some of our dreams, seeing people all over the world united with each other.
May we welcome you as a guest and may we look forward to meet some more guest-writers as well?
Looking forward to sharing ideas and sharing lovely thoughts and love itself.
In case you would like to join the Bloggers for Peace
you are welcome to take contact with some of them.
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Note: We do hope the writer of Waiting for spring and Keeping faith when spring is late does not mind we used some of her beautiful writing to bring over our own ideas. It is namely also our intention to bring some good bloggers into the attention of others, so that those visitors and we in our limited time can find something interesting to read and perhaps also can find some one they would like to follow.
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