Category: Thoroughly Mundane
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Ah journey through hope. Heavens above! How smashing!
A story of optimism, written for Happy hours https://housing.com/lookup. Visions of positivity, sounds so cheerful. This happy hour says, optimism can be found all around, in the laughter of children, in excitement of our pets face when we get back after work, and in the smile of the loved ones after months of being…
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Like water off a ducks back
Like water off a ducks back. Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed.” ― Alfred Tennyson, the Complete Works of Alfred “You are like that” “You are unorganized” how many of these epithets have heard. And what I have heard has stayed with…
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Saying yes to the universe,
Yesterday we were celebrating my friend’s birthday, since all the four of us, are just a day apart, we decided to pamper ourselves something we rarely find time to do. As we got discussing I we realized that gracious acceptance is an art – something which most of us do not bother to cultivate. We…
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Removing Obstructions To Allow Our Light Shine.
“May you be set free from all your fears. May you be saved from all your troubles. May you be rescued from every calamity.” ― Lailah Gifty Akita, Beautiful Quotes Like I said,yesterday, my breakdown left me totally dysfunctional I lost my opportunity to participate in something that I really wanted to. Had I removed that block,…
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Hitting the Pause Button.
“Pause. Listen for the whispers of your Soul. Soul quietly flows through every part of you.” ― Nancy Lankston I was broken, hurt and depressed, maybe I still am. Like an animal that attacks when hurt, I am doing the same. But what is hurting me more with all my understanding and knowing I am not…
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Giving Power Away By Suppressing The Inner Voice.
“The Voice There is a voice inside of you That whispers all day long, “I feel this is right for me, I know that this is wrong.” No teacher, preacher, parent, friend Or wise man can decide What’s right for you–just listen to The voice that speaks inside.” ― Shel Silverstein My brother’s son bent to…
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