Vezi tu uneori Dumnezeu asteapta de la tine sa pui si tu umarul.Iti poti dori anumite lucruri.Poti visa.Poti spera.Dar trebuie sa si actionezi in directia acelor dorinte visuri si sperante.Trebuie sa te intinzi dincolo de locul in care te afli ca sa poti ajunge acolo unde vrei sa fi.

Dare to imagine. Dare to be. Books are the seeds. Dreams are the soil. The fruit of the harvest a world reborn.

Like night dreams stores often use symbolic language therefore bypassing the ego and persona and traveling straight to the spirit and soul who listen for the ancient and universal instructions embedded there. Because of this process stories can teach correct errors lighten the heart and the darkness provide psychic shelter assist transformation and heal wounds.

Your own words are the bricks and mortar of the dreams you want to realize. Your words are the greatest power you have. The words you choose and their use establish the life you experience.

Nobody ever talks about the pyramids that werent built the books that werent written the songs that werent sung. Stop letting your fear condemn you to mediocrity. Get out of your own way. Your dreams are a poetic reflection of your souls wishes. Be courageous enough to follow them. There is no greater time than now to experience the full power of your potential. Make this the day you take the first step in the beautiful journey of bringing your dreams to life.

The hoopoe said Your hearts congealed like iceWhen will you free yourself from cowardiceSince you have such a short time to live hereWhat difference does it make What should you fearThe world is filth and sin and homeless menMust enter it and homeless leave again.They die as worms in squalid pain if weMust perish in this quest that certainlyIs better than a life of filth and grief.If this great search is vain if my beliefIs groundless it is right that I should die.So many errors throng the world - then whyShould we not risk this quest To suffer blameFor love is better than a life of shame.No one has reached this goal so why appealTo those whose blindness claims it is unrealId rather die deceived by dreams than giveMy heart to home and trade and never live.Weve been and heard so much - what have we learnedNot for one moment has the self been spurnedFools gather round and hinder our release.When will their stale insistent whining ceaseWe have no freedom to achieve our goalUntil from Self and fools we free the soul.To be admitted past the veil you mustBe dead to all the crowd considers just.Once past the veil you understand the WayFrom which the crowds glib courtiers blindly stray.If you have any will leave womens storiesAnd even if this search for hidden gloriesProves blasphemy at last be sure our questIs not mere talk but an exacting test.The fruit of loves great tree is povertyWhoever knows this knows humility.When love has pitched his tent in someones breastThat man despairs of life and knows no rest.Loves pain will murder him and blandly askA surgeons fee for managing the task -The water that he drinks brings pain his breadIs turned to blood immediately shedThough he is weak faint feebler than an antLove forces him to be her combatantHe cannot take one mouthful unawareThat he is floundering in a sea of care.

The Women in Black are Israeli Jews who meet wall in Jerusalem. They meet every Friday the Sabbath evening and pray. They begin by singing Kaddish for all the Israelis killed in the fighting in Israel that week. When they are finished they pause and read all the names. Then they turn again to face the wall and sing Kaddish again this time for all of Palestinians killed in the fighting that week and they turn when they are finished and once again recite the litany of the names of those killed.

Never stop trying. Never stop believing. Never give up. Your day will come.

My dear boy looking like a thing has little to do with being a thing. Be the thing first and you will grow to resemble it.

True leaders are willing to die for their dreams. They dont oppress with ignorance they impress with visions. They live like Martin Luther King Jr Nelson Mandela...