Inspired Living

My Pencil Art.. Now in Blue..

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Fri, 07 May 2010 07:08:00 +0000

Don't Kill Your Ideas, Sprout Them by Watering with Confidence

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Thu, 06 May 2010 18:04:00 +0000

Have you ever had an Idea that was kept aside before starting only for the reason that you felt you were not apt for doing it?

May be you are thinking you don't have the knowledge to accomplish your Idea or may be what you think is the Idea you have is just a waste of time or useless.

Stop!!!

"You’re better than that. You’re ten times more capable than you think." Published by newscientist.com

Comparing Ideas with Seeds:

Let’s compare Ideas with Seeds. Just as a Seed needs Water to grow, Ideas need Confidence to sprout. If you stop watering the Idea before it has time to grow, how will you ever know its worth?

Just as a single seed can become a huge tree, every Idea has the potential to change the world and drop its own existence. If you don’t even give your ideas a chance, how would you say they all failed?

What is Life?

Life is a dot.

A dot doesn’t have dimension. There is no before and after. The dot is now. This moment. Now.

What if this moment right now is the pinnacle of our life? What if each moment is the pinnacle? That is, if we actually live it and don’t miss it through dreaming of the future.

What if the smell of fresh ground coffee is the pinnacle? What if the hug at the door as you go to work is the pinnacle? "-- by Mary Jaksch on goodlifezen.com

Yes it is.

NOW is the pinnacle of Life. So live with Hope. Start watering your Ideas with your courage. Every second is important how you spend it. Be happy. Never make Life to take you where it goes. Make your own path to flower your Idea.

Talk to Someone:

Take some time to express your Idea to anyone whom you think, will never inculcate negative feeling in your thought. Take little care at this point while selecting the person. Be confident in your ability to make every idea a reality.

It’s OK to stop putting effort towards an idea when you’ve genuinely recognized that it’s not working, but don’t give up before you have even started watering it.

Create an Atmosphere that suits your Idea:

Working atmosphere always depends on the Idea you choose. Some Idea may need an atmosphere that is really away from all the noises, nearness to the nature and away from all headaches. Few may require mingling with people, in the city from woods and holding all the tensions of life.

The world needs you to give hope to your ideas and believe in yourself long enough to take at least take the first steps. You have uninterrupted potential.

All those things you believe you’re not capable of doing become true only because you set your mind so.

Now, think about your Idea. Water it a little and watch what really happens.

Island Of Feelings

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Sun, 02 May 2010 20:25:00 +0000

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed.

Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat.

Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"

Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel.

Love asked"Vanity, please help me!"

"I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"

Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!

Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder her name. When they arrived on dry land, the elder went her own way.

Love, realizing how much he owed the elder, asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?"

"It was Time," Knowledge answered.

"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"

Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."

I wish time to pass into the life of all the people and put their love on the straight path which is almost to fall from the greatest height.

I Will Be Waiting For You Forever...

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Sun, 02 May 2010 20:07:00 +0000

Ohh my Love,

“The first time when I laid my eyes on you, I knew, I felt that we would spend this life side by side. Today, after all, I still feel the same though you are far away from my heart. I promise you someday we'll be together forever. I won’t give up, no matter what happens, I’ll be waiting for you forever. Minutes and hours and years may go by but my heart knows nothing about time. So don’t cry just keep me right there in your dreams and hold onto these words of mine.

I promise you someday we'll be together forever. I won’t give up, no matter what happens I'll be waiting for you forever. Love is the road to our destiny. Nothing can change what is meant to be forever. No matter how hard it may be, I'll be waiting for you forever.”

This is what I always want to say you. But when ever I start speaking, there is always a reason to get distracted from this and end up fighting about something else. Hope you can understand my efforts for keeping you much closer to my heart day after day.

My Tears Silently Say...

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Sat, 01 May 2010 21:28:00 +0000

When someone hurts you its hard to let go of the pain..... I know and see you struggle with anger and pain

What we fail to see is that the pain is because our own dreams crashing to the ground and they are the very things that hurt us.

I wish you happiness and I love you. My love for you is childish, innocent and pure and came out of the blue and hung just on a feeling but it was the strongest feeling I ever felt. I surrender my dreams because they may hurt you and I would rather bear the hurt than pull at you at the very time you are falling in love. I feel tears and sorrow deeply inside and nobody will see it or can calm it. Its part of me now this familiar sadness and hollow and hopelessness. The very sadness I had been running from.

Nobody ever fought for me and I don't expect anyone ever will. I know how our story ends. I've known for some time but I wanted to hang on a little longer. The fault is all mine and I may be the reason for my sadness too. But in my dreams, which were unrestrained, I had a happy life with you and you were good to me ... and in reality... Its my sadness more than happiness.

I want to run and scream and cry but everything feels bound up tightly inside; only veins and muscles twitch and salty sleepless tears form and slowly fall. Today I have no dreams, no true home ... only tears and my only fear is that they will remain forever. Whatever God has now chosen for me, I am just now a feather in the wind and feel unworthy of love. The trailing wisps of dreams are not enough to bear the weight of my sorrow.

When my tears dry, I hope you know I still care and I will not abandon you if you need a friend or a shoulder to lean on. You are still precious and you are in my heart.

Because.... I know you didn't mean to make me cry.

May Be I Am too Late

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Sat, 01 May 2010 21:12:00 +0000

I never knew what love was until I met you. I never expected changes in my life. You were different from those girls I used to mingle with. You know how people got to have first love....

It is in you where I felt true love. I felt so much for you. And if ever that I could put back time. I would do so, the time wherein we were still together sharing great moments but unfortunately I can’t.

I kept thinking of you... Everyday and every moment.

I've been in a battle between my mind and my heart... my mind about to give up but here comes my heart saying cheer up. I can’t stop loving you. I've been spending time thinking of happy moments we had. And keep pretending the truth that we're far from each other.

Totally far from each other...

Somehow this heart of mine would learn to accept reality and be contented ...... contented to be just missing you!

I don’t know if I do really need to say goodbye... But as for now I am still confuse and I am drowning of thoughts on how things work and used to be. I don’t have any guts to get along with somebody else and pretend to be happy though I am not. I thought I already knew you since before. I just waited for the time to say that I still have lots of things to know about you... And here is the time! May be its too late...

Hug Me for the Last Time

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Sat, 01 May 2010 20:58:00 +0000

A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle

Girl: Slow down. I am scared.

Guy: No this is fun

Girl: No its not.

Please, its to scary!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!

Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.

(Girl hugs him)

Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

Perhaps we fell into ruins, letting our thoughts get the best of us. I thought of her yesterday, and many yesterdays. What happened to us? I questioned that a lot. Where did our love go? Our unity? I feel this guilt expressing myself towards you. I know what I feel, but my explanation covers the truth. Some say Am I mad, but I say them I am Luckless, for holding on something that can be easily broken? My senses of emotions are damaged. I don't know how to make sense of all of this. I'm lost with no direction, map, or light.

Valve of You....

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 10:02:00 +0000

I would like to share a beautiful story that I heard recently.

A man went to a large gathering and he showed everyone $1,000 and asked aloud who wanted the money. As expected, everyone raised their hand. He said only one person could get the money, and then he crumpled up the bills. Then, he asked if people still wanted the $1,000 and the same number of people raised their hands again. Finally, he threw the $1,000 on the ground and grinded them with his shoe. After picking up all the crumpled and dirty bills, he asked if people were still interested. Well, people still had their hands up.

Then he said, “My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $1,000. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled and grounded into the dirt by the decisions we make and 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 lose your value.”

You are like that $1,000, but much more valuable. Never forget that you are a very special human being. Don’t fill your eyes with tears after failure, because then you might miss a great opportunity going by!

Attitude of Gratitude

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 09:26:00 +0000

Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood... or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim... or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining... or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.

"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes, it is," Michael said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life."

I reflected on what Michael said. Soon thereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back. I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied. "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon to be born daughter," Michael replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live... or I could choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

Michael continued... "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read "He's a dead man. I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Michael. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. "Yes, I replied." The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, "Gravity." Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

"Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. Matthew 6:34 states: Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."

After all, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

Enjoy each day, each breath and mostly... each and every friend.

And remember to start each day with an "attitude of gratitude!"

Life Still Has A Meaning

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 06:18:00 +0000

If there is a future there is time for mending-
Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.

Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.

If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-
When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.

Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-
If there is time for praying there is time for healing.

So if through your window there is a new day breaking-
Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,

If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-
There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.

A Box Full of Kisses -- A Story on Unconditional Love

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 06:03:00 +0000

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."

The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? "

The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child.

It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.

THE OBSTACLE IN OUR PATH ... A good Story on Opportunity

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 05:53:00 +0000

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 big stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. On 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. As 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. The peasant learned what many others never understand.

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve one's condition.

Be the Change You Want to See in the World

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 05:19:00 +0000

Look with your Understanding not with your Eyes

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 21:30:00 +0000

You...!!!

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 19:42:00 +0000

"There is only one person who could ever make you Happy. And that person is YOU." -- David Burns

Mistake and Achievement

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 19:27:00 +0000

Even a Mistake may Turn Out to be the One Thing Necessary to a Worthwhile Achievement -- Henry Ford

Think Globally, Act Locally

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 20:37:00 +0000

Explore... Dream... Discover....

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 06:32:00 +0000

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -- Mark Twain

If you cant do it.. Get out of the way..

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Fri, 23 Apr 2010 12:59:00 +0000

Mother Teresa on Love

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Fri, 23 Apr 2010 12:57:00 +0000

Time...

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Thu, 22 Apr 2010 10:04:00 +0000

Being Happy

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 05:10:00 +0000

Action of Love...

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 04:48:00 +0000

Everything Happens For a Reason

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 18:37:00 +0000

Two Ways to Live - Albert Einstein

noreply@blogger.com (A Fellow Programmer) — Thu, 15 Apr 2010 19:59:00 +0000