A good woman is proud.
She respects herself and others.
She is aware of who she is.
She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind.
She is quite capable of articulating her needs.
A good woman is hopeful.
She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.
She knows love, therefore she gives love.
She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated.
If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.
A good woman has a dash of inspiration and a dabble of endurance.
She knows that she will at times have to inspire others to reach the potential God gave them.
A good woman knows her past, understands her present and forges toward the future.
A good woman knows God.
She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without God she will just be played with.
A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past.
Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons meant to bring her closer to self-knowledge an unconditional self-love...
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Beauty of a Woman
Did you know that it's Beautiful Women Month? Well, it is and that means you and me.
Did you know that if shop mannequins were real women they'd be too thin to menstruate? There are 3 billion women who don't look like supermodels and only eight who do. Marilyn Monroe wore a size 14. If Barbie was a real woman, she'd have to walk on all fours due to her proportions.
The average woman weighs 144 lb, and wears between a 12-14. One out of every four college aged women has an eating disorder. The models in the magazines are airbrushed-not perfect! A psychological study in 1995 found that three minutes spent looking at a fashion magazine caused 70% of women to feel depressed, guilty, and shameful. Models twenty years ago weighed 8% less then the average woman. Today they weigh 23% less.
Please send this to five phenomenal women today in celebration of Women's History Month. If you do, something good will happen - You will boost another woman's self-esteem.
Did you know that if shop mannequins were real women they'd be too thin to menstruate? There are 3 billion women who don't look like supermodels and only eight who do. Marilyn Monroe wore a size 14. If Barbie was a real woman, she'd have to walk on all fours due to her proportions.
The average woman weighs 144 lb, and wears between a 12-14. One out of every four college aged women has an eating disorder. The models in the magazines are airbrushed-not perfect! A psychological study in 1995 found that three minutes spent looking at a fashion magazine caused 70% of women to feel depressed, guilty, and shameful. Models twenty years ago weighed 8% less then the average woman. Today they weigh 23% less.
Beauty of a Woman
The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears
The figure she carries
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman,
Is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
The beauty of a woman
With passing years-only grows.
The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears
The figure she carries
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman,
Is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
The beauty of a woman
With passing years-only grows.
Please send this to five phenomenal women today in celebration of Women's History Month. If you do, something good will happen - You will boost another woman's self-esteem.
Friday, November 28, 2008
The Greatest Asset of Life
I am the vital principle of life -- the greatest of all success and happiness assets.
I am that which gives the plus quality to human beings. I put pep, ginger, vim, into human effort.
I am the source of physical and mental power. I give the body vigor and buoyancy, the brain vital energy and originality.
I am your best friend... the friend of the high and lowly, the rich and the poor alike but, be he king or beggar, who violates my laws must pay the penalty.
I am often sought in vain by the man who rides in his limousine, but am generally found in the company of the man who walks to his work and takes plenty of exercise.
I am the great multiplier of ability, the buttress of initiative, of courage, of self-confidence, the backbone of enthusiasm, without which nothing worth while was ever accomplished.
I am the greatest constructive power in the life of man. Without me his faith weakens, his ambition sags, his ardor oozes out, his courage faints, his self-confidence departs, his accomplishment is nil.
Without me wealth is a mockery, a palatial home a bitter disappointment.
Next to life itself, I am the greatest gift ever given to man: the millionaire who has lost me in piling up his fortune would give all his millions to get me back again.
I am that which gives buoyancy to life, which makes you magnetic, joyous, forceful, which brings out your resourcefulness and inventiveness, that which raises efficiency to its maximum and enables you to make the most of your ability.
I increase every one of your 40 or 50 mental faculties a hundredfold. I am the leader of them all. When I am present they are up, at their best; when I am absent, they are down, at their worst.
I am the friend of progress, the stimulator of ambition, the encourager of effort, the great essential to efficiency, to success, the promoter of long life and happiness.
I am a joy bringer. Where I go, good cheer goes. Where I am not, depression, discouragement, the "blues," are present. My absence means declining powers, often thwarted ambition, blighted hopes, mediocrity, failure, a shortened life.
The wise man guards me as the apple of his eye; the fool often abuses and loses me through ignorance, indifference or neglect.
by www.positive-club.com
I am that which gives the plus quality to human beings. I put pep, ginger, vim, into human effort.
I am the source of physical and mental power. I give the body vigor and buoyancy, the brain vital energy and originality.
I am your best friend... the friend of the high and lowly, the rich and the poor alike but, be he king or beggar, who violates my laws must pay the penalty.
I am often sought in vain by the man who rides in his limousine, but am generally found in the company of the man who walks to his work and takes plenty of exercise.
I am the great multiplier of ability, the buttress of initiative, of courage, of self-confidence, the backbone of enthusiasm, without which nothing worth while was ever accomplished.
I am the greatest constructive power in the life of man. Without me his faith weakens, his ambition sags, his ardor oozes out, his courage faints, his self-confidence departs, his accomplishment is nil.
Without me wealth is a mockery, a palatial home a bitter disappointment.
Next to life itself, I am the greatest gift ever given to man: the millionaire who has lost me in piling up his fortune would give all his millions to get me back again.
I am that which gives buoyancy to life, which makes you magnetic, joyous, forceful, which brings out your resourcefulness and inventiveness, that which raises efficiency to its maximum and enables you to make the most of your ability.
I increase every one of your 40 or 50 mental faculties a hundredfold. I am the leader of them all. When I am present they are up, at their best; when I am absent, they are down, at their worst.
I am the friend of progress, the stimulator of ambition, the encourager of effort, the great essential to efficiency, to success, the promoter of long life and happiness.
I am a joy bringer. Where I go, good cheer goes. Where I am not, depression, discouragement, the "blues," are present. My absence means declining powers, often thwarted ambition, blighted hopes, mediocrity, failure, a shortened life.
The wise man guards me as the apple of his eye; the fool often abuses and loses me through ignorance, indifference or neglect.
by www.positive-club.com
Thursday, November 27, 2008
The Phoenix and the cucumber tree
Once upon a time there were two brothers, Tham and Hien. They had scarcely reached adolescence when their parents died leaving the two brothers the ancestral home - a large but simple house, a few fields and also a small parcel of forest land with a small hut.
Tham was greedy, miserly and proud. Hien was good, obliging and generous. When the two brothers thought of marrying, Tham looked for the richest possible bride whereas Hien followed his heart and looked for a sweet and loving partner. Immediately following the marriages Tham came to see his brother and told him:
"Now that we are both married, the house is too small for all of us. Since I am the eldest, it is only natural that the house should come to me. But I am not ungenerous, I don't expect you to leave empty-handed. You can have the small hut and the patch of forest land surrounding it. You are a worker, you can easily repair the hut and cultivate your land". Hien bowed his head in agreement and went to tell his wife.
The small hut was in a pitiable condition and the tiny plot of land was hard and rocky.
The only redeeming feature was a majestic cucumber-tree at one end of the field, still full of vigour despite its age. Its leaves provided shade for the hut, and seeing this Hien thought that perhaps the Gods had not completely abandoned him.
Hien and his wife worked very hard but what they were able to earn from the land was not sufficient to support them. On top of this, the young lady was expecting their first child.
One day when Hien was in a sad mood his wife calmed him. She led him outside the hut.
"Look at the cucumber tree", she said, "It is bending with the burden of its fruits. Soon I'll be able to pick them and sell them in the village. Don't give up hope".
But the next day when Hien started out for the forest he saw a very large bird with feathers of fire sitting in the tree and eating the cucumbers.
"Good bird, please have pity on us. The cucumbers are all that we have. If you eat them all, there will be nothing left for us!"
Hien did not know that the beautiful bird was the legendary Phoenix, so he was very much surprised when the bird turned and replied:
"I shall not be ungrateful and you will be greatly compensated for allowing me to taste these cucumbers. Ask your wife to sew a sack and come and see me tomorrow morning under the cucumber-tree".
The next day Hien waited under the cucumber-tree with the sack in his hand. He heard a fluttering of feathers over head and saw that the Phoenix was once again feasting on the cucumbers. Eventually the bird saw him:
"Open your sack and put it under the tree". Hien did so. As the bird ate the fruits, it dropped the equivalent weight of precious stones, diamonds and nuggets of gold into the sack.
Even before the sack was full Hien cautioned the Phoenix:
"Stop beautiful bird! I've already got more than enough to give us a good living. I thank you. You have been very good to us.”
The Phoenix understood the wisdom of the young farmer and told him:
"If misery again strikes at your door, look at this cucumber-tree and remember that you need not despair, that there will always be a solution; and if you are in need of me I shall not be far away".
............................................
This popular story hides a great truth: wealth is not just about having lots of money - it is also about the potential and possibilities of finding our own strengths: our imagination, our intelligence and creativity. Certainly the cucumber-tree and the Phoenix are proverbial, but the good bird didn't consider it worthwhile to speak to the wicked brother.
He spoke to Hien. This signifies that luck smiles on those who are enterprising, courageous, who have perseverance and confidence in their capacity to succeed and who do not give up the responsibility of their life by blaming it on fate or destiny.
............................................
"There are two types of people on earth: those who look for ways of succeeding and those who look for excuses for their failures".
M. de Cornouardt
"To have the courage of undertaking something is one of the principal factors of success".
James A. Worsham
Tham was greedy, miserly and proud. Hien was good, obliging and generous. When the two brothers thought of marrying, Tham looked for the richest possible bride whereas Hien followed his heart and looked for a sweet and loving partner. Immediately following the marriages Tham came to see his brother and told him:
"Now that we are both married, the house is too small for all of us. Since I am the eldest, it is only natural that the house should come to me. But I am not ungenerous, I don't expect you to leave empty-handed. You can have the small hut and the patch of forest land surrounding it. You are a worker, you can easily repair the hut and cultivate your land". Hien bowed his head in agreement and went to tell his wife.
The small hut was in a pitiable condition and the tiny plot of land was hard and rocky.
The only redeeming feature was a majestic cucumber-tree at one end of the field, still full of vigour despite its age. Its leaves provided shade for the hut, and seeing this Hien thought that perhaps the Gods had not completely abandoned him.
Hien and his wife worked very hard but what they were able to earn from the land was not sufficient to support them. On top of this, the young lady was expecting their first child.
One day when Hien was in a sad mood his wife calmed him. She led him outside the hut.
"Look at the cucumber tree", she said, "It is bending with the burden of its fruits. Soon I'll be able to pick them and sell them in the village. Don't give up hope".
But the next day when Hien started out for the forest he saw a very large bird with feathers of fire sitting in the tree and eating the cucumbers.
"Good bird, please have pity on us. The cucumbers are all that we have. If you eat them all, there will be nothing left for us!"
Hien did not know that the beautiful bird was the legendary Phoenix, so he was very much surprised when the bird turned and replied:
"I shall not be ungrateful and you will be greatly compensated for allowing me to taste these cucumbers. Ask your wife to sew a sack and come and see me tomorrow morning under the cucumber-tree".
The next day Hien waited under the cucumber-tree with the sack in his hand. He heard a fluttering of feathers over head and saw that the Phoenix was once again feasting on the cucumbers. Eventually the bird saw him:
"Open your sack and put it under the tree". Hien did so. As the bird ate the fruits, it dropped the equivalent weight of precious stones, diamonds and nuggets of gold into the sack.
Even before the sack was full Hien cautioned the Phoenix:
"Stop beautiful bird! I've already got more than enough to give us a good living. I thank you. You have been very good to us.”
The Phoenix understood the wisdom of the young farmer and told him:
"If misery again strikes at your door, look at this cucumber-tree and remember that you need not despair, that there will always be a solution; and if you are in need of me I shall not be far away".
............................................
This popular story hides a great truth: wealth is not just about having lots of money - it is also about the potential and possibilities of finding our own strengths: our imagination, our intelligence and creativity. Certainly the cucumber-tree and the Phoenix are proverbial, but the good bird didn't consider it worthwhile to speak to the wicked brother.
He spoke to Hien. This signifies that luck smiles on those who are enterprising, courageous, who have perseverance and confidence in their capacity to succeed and who do not give up the responsibility of their life by blaming it on fate or destiny.
............................................
"There are two types of people on earth: those who look for ways of succeeding and those who look for excuses for their failures".
M. de Cornouardt
"To have the courage of undertaking something is one of the principal factors of success".
James A. Worsham
Time Out
He was the president of a major advertising firm and I was a very young management consultant. I had been recommended to him by one of his employees who had seen my work and thought I had something to offer. I was nervous. At that stage in my career, it wasn’t very often that I got to talk to the president of a company.
The appointment was at 10:00 a.m., for one hour. I arrived early.
Promptly at 10, I was ushered into a large and airy room, with furniture upholstered in bright yellow.
He had his shirtsleeves rolled up and a mean look on his face.
"You’ve only got 20 minutes," he barked.
I sat there, not saying a word.
"I said, you’ve only got 20 minutes."
Again, not a word.
"Your time’s ticking away. Why aren’t you saying anything?"
"They’re my 20 minutes," I replied. "I can do whatever I want with them."
He burst into laughter.
We then spoke for an hour and a half. I got the job.
By Martin Rutte
from Chicken Soup for the Soul at Work
Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Maida Rogerson, Martin Rutte & Tim Clauss
The appointment was at 10:00 a.m., for one hour. I arrived early.
Promptly at 10, I was ushered into a large and airy room, with furniture upholstered in bright yellow.
He had his shirtsleeves rolled up and a mean look on his face.
"You’ve only got 20 minutes," he barked.
I sat there, not saying a word.
"I said, you’ve only got 20 minutes."
Again, not a word.
"Your time’s ticking away. Why aren’t you saying anything?"
"They’re my 20 minutes," I replied. "I can do whatever I want with them."
He burst into laughter.
We then spoke for an hour and a half. I got the job.
By Martin Rutte
from Chicken Soup for the Soul at Work
Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Maida Rogerson, Martin Rutte & Tim Clauss
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Wealth is All in One's Point of View
One day...a wealthy family man took his son on a trip to the country so he could have his son see how poor country people were..
They stayed one day and one night in the farm of a very humble farm house. At the end of the trip and back home the father asked the son:
What did you think of the trip?
The son replied: Very nice Dad
Father: Did you noticed how poor they were?
Son: Yes
Father: What did you learn?
Son: I learned that we have one dog in the house...and they have four. We have a fountain in the garden and they have a stream that has no end.
We have imported lamps in the garden, they have the stars. Our garden goes to the edge of our property, they have the entire horizon as their back yard.
At the end of the son's reply the father was speechless and his son added: "Thank you dad for showing me how poor we really are."
Isn't it true that all depends on the crystal you use to see life?
They stayed one day and one night in the farm of a very humble farm house. At the end of the trip and back home the father asked the son:
What did you think of the trip?
The son replied: Very nice Dad
Father: Did you noticed how poor they were?
Son: Yes
Father: What did you learn?
Son: I learned that we have one dog in the house...and they have four. We have a fountain in the garden and they have a stream that has no end.
We have imported lamps in the garden, they have the stars. Our garden goes to the edge of our property, they have the entire horizon as their back yard.
At the end of the son's reply the father was speechless and his son added: "Thank you dad for showing me how poor we really are."
Isn't it true that all depends on the crystal you use to see life?
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Because it's... LOVE
In front of the person you love your heart beats faster
But in front of the person you like you get happy.
In front of the person you love winter seems like spring
But in front of the person you like winter is just beautiful winter.
If you look into the eyes of the one you love you blush
But if you look into the eyes of the one you like you smile.
In front of the person you love you can't say everything on your mind.
But in front of the person you like you can.
In front of the person you love you tend to get shy
But in front of the person you like you can show your own self.
The person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes
You can't look straight into the eyes of the one you love
But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.
When the one you love is crying you cry with them
But when the one you like is crying you end up comforting.
he feeling of love starts from the eye
And the feeling of like starts from the ear.
So if you stop liking a person you used to like
All you need to do is cover your ears,
But if you try to close your eyes
Love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after.
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing
And is your voice caught within your chest?
It isn't love, it's like.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right?
It isn't love, it's lust.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
It isn't love, it's luck.
Do you want them because you know they're there?
It isn't love, it's loneliness.
Are you there because it's what everyone wants?
It isn't love, it's loyalty.
Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?
Then it's love.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?
Then it's love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
Then it's love.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them?
It isn't love, it's pity.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
It isn't love, it's unconfidence.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip beat?
It isn't love, it's infatuation.
But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and holds you?
Then it's love.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?
It isn't love, it's friendship
Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?
Then it's love.
Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of?
It isn't love, it's a lie.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?
Then it's love.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?
It isn't love, it's charity.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?
Then it's love.
Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why do we love?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony?
Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?
Because it's...
LOVE.
But in front of the person you like you get happy.
In front of the person you love winter seems like spring
But in front of the person you like winter is just beautiful winter.
If you look into the eyes of the one you love you blush
But if you look into the eyes of the one you like you smile.
In front of the person you love you can't say everything on your mind.
But in front of the person you like you can.
In front of the person you love you tend to get shy
But in front of the person you like you can show your own self.
The person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes
You can't look straight into the eyes of the one you love
But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.
When the one you love is crying you cry with them
But when the one you like is crying you end up comforting.
he feeling of love starts from the eye
And the feeling of like starts from the ear.
So if you stop liking a person you used to like
All you need to do is cover your ears,
But if you try to close your eyes
Love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after.
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing
And is your voice caught within your chest?
It isn't love, it's like.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right?
It isn't love, it's lust.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
It isn't love, it's luck.
Do you want them because you know they're there?
It isn't love, it's loneliness.
Are you there because it's what everyone wants?
It isn't love, it's loyalty.
Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?
Then it's love.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?
Then it's love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
Then it's love.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them?
It isn't love, it's pity.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
It isn't love, it's unconfidence.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip beat?
It isn't love, it's infatuation.
But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and holds you?
Then it's love.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?
It isn't love, it's friendship
Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?
Then it's love.
Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of?
It isn't love, it's a lie.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?
Then it's love.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?
It isn't love, it's charity.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?
Then it's love.
Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why do we love?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony?
Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?
Because it's...
LOVE.
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