Bible Verse of the Day

Saturday, November 05, 2011

Epitome of A Woman


(base credit to stormy096)

Take a good look, let me tell you what you see
The epitome of a Woman
Pure, sensual, beautiful that's her

Her voice, her charm her eyes, her smile
Epitome of Woman
Brilliant free child

Her walk, her touch, her grace, her hair
The symbol of a woman
That's her, she's rare

Her glow, her look, her lovely spirit wild
Her lips, her hips, her legs
Shy child

Cosmo, Essence, and Vanity Fair 
Search the world forever
To catch a glimpse of her stare


Priceless, untouched, unblemished, unraveled 
Temperament like coffee
Strong yet mild

Who is She? You ask, listen don't speak
The essence of a woman
What I crave for my keep
A rose, fine wine, ageless
That's Her

Front page articles should applaud her name
Her power, her beauty
Her nature, her fame

Elegant, eccentric, abstract is her wink
Her shadow takes photos
That make Hollywood think

You see, cameras can't capture what can't 
Be tamed, her charisma, sensuality
Her soul, her reign

Still confused, don't worry, open eyes can't see
Who is she? you wonder. You couldn't comprehend
Epitome of Woman to the end
Exquisite Desirable
Woman
That's Her..!


Heal Thyself, Heal the World

Healing Our Thoughts, Healing Our World


All too recently, there have been so many global disasters, upheavals and events that have caused many to feel pain and suffering, one right after the other. Not only is the earth having these major events, but many people on a personal level are experiencing stress, pain, suffering and depression. Why does it seem to be such a worldwide occurrence lately? How much more can Earth handle?

A wide spreading school of thought is that this life experience is an “illusion,” that we simply need to forgive the thought that any of this is real and basically deny our experience of this human form. There are many New Thought systems that tell us to not think about the pain and suffering, and use positive affirmations to change our experience. This is all good and fine, but isn't that like putting a 'Band-Aid' on a deep wound and denying that it’s infected.

The Truth is, we are all experiencing a personal opportunity and, more especially, a global opportunity for major healing. But how do we heal our pain and suffering when so many are hurting and events keep happening that perpetuate and cause us to feel pain and stress and worry and depression?


Realistically the most loving thing we can do as individuals and as a world is to let our emotions exist - not to deny them, but to be with them and let them express. This is unconditional love: to allow something to exist without judgment, without feeling like we have to do anything or deny anything. Just to allow what we’re feeling, whether it’s a broken heart, a deep sadness over the loss of a loved one, fear of the future… whatever it is, the most loving thing we can do is to feel it, to cry tears that have been repressed, to cleanse ourselves of pain we have been holding inside for years, perhaps even our entire cognitive lifetimes. It is not practical to think that saying “Life is good!” will quell the situation; and then move on – neatly stashing and ignoring our feelings of pain. Those feelings will only occur again and again until we have taken the time and opportunity to confront them, allow them to exist, and then move forward when we are ready.

 
Think about trying this process that will get energy flowing throughout to allow these deeply repressed feelings and emotions to begin to surface - remembering that we don’t have to feel every emotion all at once; we have that choice!:

Allow yourself some uninterrupted time where you feel safe in your space and can just be in the moment. Close your eyes and get comfortable, and begin to feel your thoughts going through your mind, allowing them to float through, and reach for a feeling of compassion or peace or kindness to extend to your thoughts. You don’t have to love your thoughts, but just accept them as they enter your mind.


Then, as you feel more peaceful, begin to let a feeling or emotion manifest in your conscience awareness. This could be pain, anger, frustration, sadness or grief. Name it, whatever it is, and allow it to evolve into your awareness. Embrace it, give yourself permission to feel it, let the tears flow if they want to, scream if you need to, just express it fully until it begins to settle down. Once you feel it has been fully expressed in that space in time, then commune with it for a while until you feel enough peace to imagine yourself putting your arms around that emotion and holding it for a while, being with it, comforting it. Thank it for expressing and existing, for it has only given your heart a chance to open.


 Then imagine yourself holding its hand and walking towards the most beautiful place you can imagine (a happy place). And when you’re ready, pause for a moment to say goodbye. Then allow this new 'confidante' to walk off into the goodness of that serenity with feelings of love towards it. Only take this step when you have genuinely felt that you can befriend that emotion. It's not easy, so allow yourself adequate time to arrive at that point - days or weeks, and once each emotion is ready to be released, choose another one. And always be gentle with yourself.

Why are so many painful things occurring on both the personal and the global level? We cannot heal what we don’t allow to express. These are the times to begin personal and collective joining and healing. These are the times spoken about in the Holy Bible's prophecies and revelations, as we move further onward, delving into a loving relationship with everything that exists.

It makes me think of the passage: ‘In the twinkling of an eye… we shall be changed’ – in the grand scheme of things – isn’t this life that mere twinkle? ~ SB




Friday, November 04, 2011

It’s More Probable Than You Think


from - MARTIN GARDNER
Three hundred years ago, a gambler asked Blaise Pascal, the French mathematician, how to calculate the odds on certain dice throws. Pascal’s answers were the beginning of “probability theory,” now one of the fastest-growing branches of mathematics. Physicists use it to compute the probable path of a neutron through heavy water, geneticists to determine the likelihood that a couple will have blue-eyed children. Businessmen, economists, politicians, military leaders - it is hard to think of a profession in which probability theory is not applicable.
In daily life we make countless decisions based on intuitive, common-sense estimates of probability; most of the time these estimates are fairly reliable. Yet experts have found all sorts of curious situations in which the actual probabilities differ startlingly from what we expect.
One of the most difficult of all probability calculations to believe is what mathematicians call the birthday paradox. Say that you are attending a party at which 23 people are present. What is the probability that two of you were born on the same day of the same month? Intuitively, you feel that the probability is low. Actually, the chances are about even.
One way to work this out: Take any two people, and the chances are 364 out of 365 - or, there is a 364/365 probability - that their birth dates won’t match. The chance that a third person’s birth date will miss both of theirs is 363/365; a fourth person’s 362/365; and so on. Then, since the probability that all of a series of separate events will occur (meaning, in this case, that all the birthdays will be different) is the product of the probabilities for each individual event, you multiply all these fractions together. As it turns out, by the time you have 23 people in the series, the probability fills below half; in other words, it becomes a trifle better than even chance that, out of 23 birth dates, two will coincide.
With more people, the probability of a match goes up rapidly. For 30 people, the probability is better than 7/10, or odds of 7 to 3 in favour of two coinciding dates. With 50 people, the chances are better than 97 out of 100!
This seems so contrary to common sense that you may want to test it when you are at a gathering of 23 or more people. Or go through a Who’s Who and check 30 names at random. Seven times out of ten you’ll find a pair of matching birth dates.
Professional gamblers know all sorts of “sucker bets” based on the same principle as the birthday paradox. A gambler will bet you at even odds, for example, that of the number plates on the next 20 passing cars, at least two will match each other in their last two numerals. It sounds like a good bet? The odds actually are 7 to 1 in his favour.To work out the probability of any one outcome, you need to know the number of different, equally possible outcomes. When you toss a coin there are just two possibilities - heads or tails - so the probability of flipping either is 1/2. In less simple situations, however, it is easy to overlook some of the possible outcomes and so arrive at a false probability estimate.
For example: What is the probability that, if a family has three children, they will all be of the same sex? One might reason: “At least two of the children are certain to be of the same sex. The third, then, will either match them or it won’t - so the probability that all three will be alike must be 1/2.” But consider all the possible combinations, letting B stand for boy, G for girl: BBB, BBG, BGB, BGG, GBB, GBG, GGB, and GGG. Only two of those eight sequences - BBB and GGG - are all alike. The correct probability, therefore, that the three children will be of the same sex is 2/8, or 1/4.
Suppose a couple plans to have four offspring. Which is more likely: three children of one sex and one of the other, or two boys and two girls? Most people guess two and two. But when we list all the possible combinations - there are 16 - we see that in six cases there is a two-two split, but that there are eight sequences with a three-one split. So the probability is 1/2 that the sexes will be split three and one. Our intuition has played us false again!
Another way of going wrong when estimating probabilities is to assume that certain events are related when they are not. Many people imagine that if a coin comes up heads several times in a row, the odds will favour tails on the next toss. Not so. No matter how many times a coin lands heads up, the probability of heads on the next toss remains 1/2. Dozens of ridiculous systems for playing roulette and other games of chance are based on this “gamblers’ fallacy” that previous results have an effect on future results.

Then there was the man who thought he could protect himself on plane trips by taking a harmless bomb along in his luggage (very unlikely these days). He reasoned that the odds against one person taking a bomb aboard were high, but that the odds against two people doing it were surely astronomical. His intuition was strong - but his grasp of statistics and probabilities was, to say the least, flawed. 

So the next time you’re hedging your bets, be brave... ~ SB

Challenging Professed Followers



I was going to start out with the words: ‘Don’t get me wrong, but…’ I didn't – you’ll see why.


The commemoration of a personage by way of a memorial statue, devout service or sectarian gathering or even handing them (or their representative) a plaque or key to the city, etc; is perhaps a fitting tribute to that extra-ordinary human being – whilst alive or post-humously.

That being said; I find difficulty celebrating the birthday of such an individual. Celebrating the birthday of a departed folk hero, statesman or family member seems a bit morbid to me. Remember them on their date of birth, it’s respectful and noble – place an ‘in memory of’ in the newspaper or community bulletin; but not a celebration – that’s weird… They did their thing and their legacy (good or bad) is enough. We have learned something from their life – let it rest there… It should be personal anyway; not some get together.

Look no further than what it did to the accepted date of the Birthday Celebration of the Greatest Man ever to walk the earth. Christmas has decidedly become the biggest commercial money spinner ever known. Jesus Christ, in the main, doesn’t even get a side-mention anymore.


Yes by all means; celebrate your loved-one’s or hero’s passing and extend prayers (or whatever your conviction dictates) for the crossing over of their soul on a new path of its journey; but I cringe at the thought of annually celebrating their birthday. Commemorate the day they passed with a minute of silence – it is by far a worthier celebration than the birth of the person.

A comedian once came on stage complaining of a terrible hangover. He had apparently been up all night toasting the health of his grandfather on the old man’s 100th birthday celebration party. The punch line: his grandfather wasn’t there; the guy died when he was 46..!


Matthew 8:18 Now when Jesus saw a large crowd around him, he gave orders to go to the other side of the lake. 8:19 Then an expert in the law came to him and said, “Teacher, I will follow you wherever you go.” 8:20 Jesus said to him, “Foxes have dens, and the birds in the sky have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.” 8:21 Another of the disciples said to him, “Lord, let me first go and bury my father.” 8:22 But Jesus said to him, “Follow me, and let the dead bury their own dead.”

Indeed, let the dead bury the dead – we live on and strive for betterment; having perhaps learned a bit from them. Roll on the time when Nelson Mandela Day becomes a Martin Luther King Day – a general public holiday party – a few quick familiar words in remembrance, get that out of the way – now to enjoy the ‘festivities’ - a dishonour of the memory and birthday… Let the dead, party with the dead!

What do you think? - SB

Thursday, November 03, 2011

WOODEN HEART

WOODEN HEART LYRICS - TOM PETTY




Can't you see I love you?
Please don't break my heart in two
That's not hard to do
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart

And if you say goodbye
Then I know that I would cry
Maybe I would die
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart

There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start

Treat me nice, treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart

Treat me nice, treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart
No, I don't have a wooden heart



Well, not quite true... as you see I do have a gifted wooden heart!

I need to dance with somebody...!!!

Travel in China: Nature Adventure Voyage Off-road

Travel in China: Nature Adventure Voyage Off-road

Fill your senses...


…when I in awesome wonder, consider all the works Thy hands have made
Give yourself a test. Pause for a moment and answer these simple questions: What type of cloud was in the sky the last time you were out? Which way was the wind blowing? How many kinds of wild flowers can be seen from your front door? How many different birds have you heard today? Where is the nearest bird’s nest, spider’s web or bee hive? If your awareness is as sharp as it could be, you’ll have no trouble answering these questions, even in the city. Relearning the art of seeing the world around us is quite simple, although it takes practice and requires breaking some bad habits. And relearn is the correct word. Most of us observed much more as children than we do as adults.

A child’s day is filled with fascination, newness and wonder. The desire to explore, to have an adventure, gave us all a natural awareness. But distinctions that were sharp to us as children become blurred; we are numb to new stimulation, new ideas. We don’t see a loaf of bread as coming from a wheat field blown by the wind. The apples we buy seem to come from a supermarket rather than from a tree. I have seen thousands of pigeons in my lifetime, you probably have too. But was the last pigeon you saw as fascinating, as wonderful, as alive as the first one that caught your attention as a child?

The first step in awakening senses is to rediscover that wondering child, in ourselves - and to do so we need to stop anticipating what we are going to see and feel before it occurs. This blocks awareness.
A seasoned hiker once related: ‘One chilly night when I was hiking in the mountains with a group of students, I mentioned that we were going to cross a mountain stream, and the students began grumbling about how cold it would be. We reached the stream, and they reluctantly plodded ahead. They were almost knee-deep when they realized I had taken them into a hot spring. Later they all confessed they’d felt cold water at first.

Another block to awareness is the obsession many of us have with naming or labelling things. I’ve seen bird watchers who spot a bird, immediately look it up in field guides, see that it is, say, a ‘white-breasted crow’ and tick it off. They no longer pay attention to the bird and never learn what it was doing.
The pressures of ‘time’ and ‘destination’ are further blocks to awareness. I can’t count the number of field-walkers and hikers I’ve encountered who were heading for a distant campground with just enough time to get there before dark. It seldom seems to occur to them to allow time to wander a bit, to take a moment to see what’s around them.


Most of us have visually stuffed our surroundings into niches. The result is automatic vision, which strangles awareness and limits us to seeing only a fraction of what there is to be seen. To test your family’s automatic vision, place an unfamiliar object in one part of the lounge or living room where your family normally doesn’t look - between a couch and a bookcase, perhaps. Even though the object is in plain view, you can bet nobody will notice it. For full awareness we must rebel against what our subconscious tells us is the ‘normal’ way to see what is before us.



Nature seems to unfold to people who watch and wait. Several years ago I had an argument with a friend about the words “nature awareness.” Frustrated because I couldn't explain what they meant to me, I took a long walk. A strong wind was brewing as I walked out to the end of a jetty. The rain began to fall hard. As the waves crashed around me, I had an awareness of nature so complete that my senses screamed. The pounding waves vibrated my very bones. Tasting the salt spray, my flesh welcoming the hard wind, I felt myself growing stronger with every surge of the tide.

Next time you take a walk, no matter where it is, open up and dive in. Take in all the sights, sounds and sensations. Wander in this frame of mind and you will open a new dimension to your life.
…Thy power throughout the Universe displayed.

Heart stopper - by keoni

(an excerpt)

The drought is over, the war is over,
 our time to reign is near, however its clear,
 that the younger ones now rule...

Get this straight, our job is different now.
We need not hide, we need not fear,
 we are protected, like you know, (or not)

your job is your job and my job is mine.
no matter what we do, relax, it's done.




our job is this:
to look and be calm,
to please the many eyes upon us,
 keep the peace between us.

It burns to be away from you
It takes everything i have
To keep waking up alone
I pretend to not seem sad

I will faithfully be yours
I can't do it alone
Thank you for your time
Everywhere is home...





Wednesday, November 02, 2011

AGAINST ALL ODDS (TAKE A LOOK AT ME NOW)

AGAINST ALL ODDS (TAKE A LOOK AT ME NOW) LYRICS - PHIL COLLINS


How can I just let you walk away
Just let you leave without a trace?
When I stand here taking every breath with you
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me
When all I can do is watch you leave?
'Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain
And even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now
'Cause there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of your face



Take a look at me now
'Cause there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against the odds
And that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around
Turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you
So many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now
'Cause there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of your face

Take a look at me now
'Cause there's just an empty space
But to wait for you, well that's all I can do
And that's what I've got to face



Take a good look at me now
I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
And that's the chance I've gotta take

Just take a look at me now





Still Loving You - by womball



When I first told you I loved you I had no idea 
What those words would come to mean
All the joy, all the happiness I felt 

Then was only the beginning
Do you remember how we used to feel?
How we were content to look into each other's eyes
How we would seek each other's glance 

Just to share a secret smile
How the memory of a touch or a kiss
Could make us happy for hours





Sometimes still, when you're unaware
I stop and watch you thinking or dreaming 
I wonder if you truly know how special you are to me
Everything I could ever ask of life
I find when I look into your eyes
You're my life, my world, and my forever




And if I could write a hundred words
Or make a thousand wishes
They would be about you....