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Mindenkinek megvan a maga története.
Magas trónján a sors ül,
titkos könyv kezében,
Az életkönyv ez,
benne két lap a mienk,
Az egyiken borongó gyász vonul sötéten,
A másik hajnalodva rózsaként dereng." /Petőfi/

Everyone has their own story.
Sitting on a high throne of destiny,
secret book in his hand,
The book of life is this,
with two sheets of ours,
One of them funeral marches darkly brooding,
The other hajnalodva looms as roses. "/ Petofi /


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09/21/2018 02:42:00

09/20/2018 15:35:16

You have to take
the good with the bad,
smile when you are sad,
love what you're got and
remember what you had.

Always forgive but not forget,
learn from your mistake
but never regret, people change,
things go wrong, just remember
life goes on....

Have a Wonderful
and Safe Time,
With you love ones,
my sweetheart. .     .
♥ Nancy ♥

love her pink blush dress!
Ben Higgins 
Lo que es de la mar, a la mar vuelve

09/19/2018 08:11:51

09/18/2018 16:06:05

A relationship
is like a house.

When a light-bulb burns out
you do not go and buy a new house,
you fix the light bulb...

Have a Wonderful
and Safe Time,
With you love ones,
my sweetheart. .     .
♥ Nancy ♥


Giggles + the cutest noes scrunches!!

09/18/2018 12:51:10


09/18/2018 11:20:32

Enjoy your day my precious friend....

Stay safe..... Angel Blessings and Love..

We the Dreamers
We are the dreamers, the ones with souls as deep as oceans and with the reflections of stars in our upturned eyes. We’re the wistful, the hopeful, and the quiet ones, gazing off in the distance with that absent but knowing smile.
With our heads in the clouds and our hearts on our sleeves, we slip past the edges of reality and dance through vast blooming fields of possibility. We’re not afraid to dive down deep as we search for treasures lost to culture, ego, and time – imagining a world where the earth and humans could mutually thrive.
We’re the believers, the ones who have faith in things you can’t physically see. We trust in nature’s abundance, the power of authenticity, and in the mysteries of divine synchronicity. We’re the crazy ones who walk and talk as if our dreams were already a reality, the ones who don’t care how unlikely they might yet seem.
We are the healers, the ones who’ve come to turn lead into gold. We don’t shy away from shadows, danger, or even pain. We’ve walked through our own fears and into the truth that waits on the other side, so we can walk through this world’s darkness and show others the way back into the light.
We’re the warm embrace of the mother on cold winter’s nights and the soothing voice that quiets the shrieks of broken hearts and tired minds. We’re the healing balm that gently helps you look beyond your pain, and the whisper urging you to open up and try living again.
We are the artists, the creators, and the hopeless romantics of all sorts. We’re the ones who see beauty in everything, who swim in seas of passion, and who feel compelled to express that zealously. We’re the ones made up of both fire and ice, who are in love with every hue, tint, and tone of this thing called life.
We’re the agitators, the instigators, the ones who question, challenge, and trigger this age. We’re here to slyly usher in the most difficult and the most necessary change.
We’re the empaths, the philosophers, and the thinkers too. We’re the ones with eagle eyes and an unstoppable urge to find the truth. We’re the ones applying old knowledge to the creation of a great new age, the architects of the future and those crafting keys to unlock our collective cage.
We are the wild ones with windblown hair and dirt on our feet. We’re the free ones, the rebels, the pagans and hippies, the ones who sing around fires, dance in the rain, and speak to the trees.
We are the people who society has always demonized, the truth of our beliefs rarely recognized. We’re the ones trying to remind you that we aren’t living in nature but are nature living, the ones who are too open to worry so we just keep on giving.
We are the resiliency of the human heart. We’re the hope that forever survives. We are the side of human nature that you’ve been taught to deny and hide. We are your neighbors, your brothers and sisters, your teachers, students, and friends. We are the spirit of creativity, curiosity, hope, beauty, and life that never ends.
We are the children of the divine, sparks of the eternal flame. We are all brothers and sisters, regardless of race, religion, or name. And we’re here to dream, create, heal, challenge, and teach, to usher in a new kind of world that’s anchored in love, beauty, life, and a lasting peace.
We are all pieces of the same great puzzle of life – each with our own gifts, powers, and unique insights. There’s never been one better than another, only the need to come together with respect and love for each other. Heaven on earth is a dream that together we can create, if only we look with acceptance, openness, and communion rather than judgement, fear, and hate.
So be true to who you are and dance to the beat of your own heart. Follow your soul’s guidance and invest in your own art. Look with compassion and love upon the rest of humanity, so we can see what beauty the greater picture might turn out to be.
© 2017 Cristen Rodgers
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“You can’t undo the past…
but you can certainly not repeat it.”

~ Bruce Willis


Message in a Bottle~Steve Leidel found the bottle in April of 2005. It had once held vanilla extract. But when Steve fished it from a lake in central Wisconsin, it held a letter. “My name is Josh Baker,” the note read. “I'm 10. If you find this, put it on the news.” It was dated April 16, 1995. That wasn’t the only amazing part. Josh Baker? Steve knew that name. In fact, everyone in White Lake, Wisconsin knew that name. Josh had been somewhat of a hometown celebrity. At 18, h...e’d become a Marine. While he was in Iraq, the whole town rallied behind him, sending him letters and care packages. Everyone was overjoyed when he returned home. Just months after his homecoming, though, Josh was killed in a car crash. The entire town was devastated. Then the bottle resurfaced. “He wanted us to find this,” Steve told CBS News. Josh’s message did end up on the news, just like his 10-year-old self had wanted. More importantly, it was a sign of comfort to his mother. As she said, “When that message came – and I don't care how hokey it sounds, this is the truth – that was Josh saying, ‘Snap out of it. Mom. I'm here. I'm OK.’”
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“If you don’t heal what hurt you, you’ll bleed on people who didn’t cut you.” ~ Unknown
sail boat sailing on sunset


The wind may blow from any direction, but the direction in which you go depends on how you set your sails.

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09/18/2018 02:01:26

09/17/2018 13:08:21

mes tubes

Until you're broken,
you don't know what
you're made of.

It gives you
the chance to build
yourself all over again,
but stronger than ever...

Have a Wonderful
and Safe Time,
With you love ones,
my sweetheart. .    .
♥ Nancy ♥

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