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I am undeniably a romanticist, a dreamer, an idealist, and I tell myself sometimes that I should stop. I am in love with love; a constant feeling in my heart. I've come to realize that in all honesty, I don't think I'll ever really stop loving--as Love is such a beautiful thing-[continued...]

 

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"I may not have the softest touch, I may not say the words as such...And though I may not look like much, I'm yours."

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Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends the animals, especially for animals who are suffering; for animals that are overworked, underfed and cruelly treated; for all wistful creatures in captivity that beat their wings against bars; for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry; for all that must be put to death.

We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity, and for those who deal with them we ask a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words.
Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals, and so to share the blessings of the merciful.

 by:  Albert Schweitzer

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Saturday
Sep272014

You are My Shelter and MY STRENGTH

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October already in just a few days...

Folks, It is that time of the year again--October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month--one that so closely strike a chord in my Skippyheart because my mother, by GOD's Grace is a breast cancer Survivor going for 9 years now, and I too am being checked every 6 months for being considered as high-risk for it.

Breast Cancer is very real and it is important to be aware that it could happen to you, or your loved ones.  Please do not let the ads and campaigns you come across to especially this awareness month, fall into deaf ears--Please participate, support the cause and be informed-- Remember, as with any other health matters, early detection greatly increases the success of your treatment and survival should you be diagnosed with breast cancer. Whoever you are [Men too]...

Saturday
Sep272014

Lyrical Poet: HOMEWARD BOUND to My Love!

Home is You...

I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-wo/man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.

Friday
Sep192014

ANIMOTION: DRUNK in Love with You! - v2

Aanhin pa ang beer...

eh' sa'yo pa lang ang lakas na ng tama ko... :-P

Paalala lang po ulit --"Drink responsibly...Please don't drink and drive!" ~ sh

Friday
Sep192014

A PALE BLUE DOT of You and I

Amid the wars, disease and chaos in the world, something to ponder...

A photograph of Earth taken by the Voyager 1 spacecraft in 1990 as it was leaving the Solar System. Seen from about 6 billion kilometers (3.7 billion miles), Earth appears as a tiny dot (the blueish-white speck approximately halfway down the brown band to the right) within the darkness of deep space.

“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”

― by: Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
Friday
Aug292014

Let’s RUN THROUGH THE RAIN!

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Please take the time to read, it is worth it!  Have a great day!

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have -been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target.

We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in ‘Mom let’s run through the rain,’ she said.
‘What?’ Mom asked.
‘Let’s run through the rain!’ She repeated
‘No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,’ Mom replied.
This young child waited about another minute and repeated: ‘Mom, let’s run through the rain.’

‘We’ll get soaked if we do,’ Mom said.
‘No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,’ the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.
This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?
‘Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!’
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

‘Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD let’s us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing,’ Mom said.

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran.. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories…So, don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

I hope you still take time to RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

Tuesday
Aug262014

THANKFUL Thursday: Sparkle like Sunshine

This time, last year, everything was so different. Think about it...what were you doing a year ago? Look how things have changed. Good or bad, they do not stay the same. So enjoy all the beauty, love who you want, and forgive if you can. The good is sometimes only there for a short time. Keep in mind that the bad is also there for a short time too, don't let the junk block your view. If you feel so lost, just know that this too shall pass - Learn to let go of the bad and experience the beauty of the moment.

...so for today, instead of throwback Thursday, it's Thankful Thursday for me. I'm thankful that I'm feeling better than ever. Thankful that I'm now at 111 precious pounds and thankful for 2nd chances. Trust in providence, keep the faith and GOD will do the rest. ♥ƪ(•˘⌣˘)┐~ sh