What beautiful and inspiring words! Thank you for sharing! However, be sure to also share where you got this from as I ran it through a plagiarism checker and you know what I found.
I'm not saying not to post things like that. It's a very meaningful thing to write. I'm just saying to be sure you post where it came from originally, even if you added some of your own and/or had AI write a good bit of it for you (which should also be mentioned). And, naturally, be sure not to enter things like this into contests.
Anyway, thank you for sharing this! I hope you post it on the Newsfeed (with a disclaimer, of course). It may help someone in need.
I needed this a few days ago, yesterday, and already this morning. Thank you for it. For no particular reason I clicked on Blogging. My entry is good also. It is right below yours.
I need to be reminded of this "This story is all about life. It teaches us that We must GIVE before We can RECEIVE Abundantly." when I write a poem for/about someone. My meagre words may have meanings even I don't recognise.
Recently, Rosemary thanked me for a poem I wrote for her years ago. And then within 24 hours I received a review for it here (after years of few views and no reviews).
Love cannot be selective. The moment love is selective it is reduced to mere liking and disliking, approving and disapproving, the manifestation of our desire and fear.
In Dhamma terms, love means acceptance without limitations or conditions, and it is only in this place that we will find true peace.
The world is filled with unenlightened beings, often intelligent, creative, possessive and manipulative, but this is what we must accept, because it is the reality of the moment, it is the reality of life.
From that unconditional acceptance can come a wise, compassionate and loving response. Sometimes gentle and caressing, sometimes firm and direct, but always clear. When we are clear, life is clear.
It is this non hypocritical clarity that becomes your gift to each situation that you find yourself in. Beings are the way they are, that is their choice, but you are the way that you are, and that is your choice. Reflect, what do you bring to the world?
Everyday we make our own history. What is your contribution?
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