“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
— Oscar Wilde
Good morning my friend. Just curious if you found yourself in a cafe with a juke box what music would you play. No jazz on this machine but I'm sure there are some good tunes to choose from. Let me know if you read this in you comments you send back. Have a great Tuesday. Jazz
A fight is going on inside me," said an old man to his son. "It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf is evil. He is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other wolf is good. he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you." The son thought about it for a minute and then asked, "Which wolf will win?" The old man replied simply, "The one you feed.
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Wendy Mass (Jeremy Fink and the Meaning of Life)
When i close my eyes i see peace, i n my mind, not war. when i close my eyes i see the hope and joy that could have been. when i close my eyes. i see love and unity between people of different races. when i close my eyes .i see myself flying above the mountains looking down, through the eyes of an Eagle. and as i am flying i can see the sea and i am still looking through the eyes of an Eagle. when i close my eyes. i see the stars above when i close my eyes i see children happy Not sad. or scared. i see them playing together not fighting one another. i see no war. why cant we all close our eyes and see peace and love and hope and joy?not hate.
The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me.
The strength of the fire, the taste of salmon, the trail of the sun, and the life that never goes away, they speak to me.
And my heart soars. —Chief Dan George, Tsleil-Waututh (1899-1981)
May the stars carry your sadness away, May the flowers fill your heart with beauty, May hope forever wipe away your tears, And, above all, may silence make you strong. —Chief Dan George, Tsleil-Waututh (1899-1981)
