Sand and Stone
By: Unknown Author
A story tells that two friends were walking through the
desert. During some point of the journey they had an
argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying
anything wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED
ME IN THE FACE."
They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they
decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got
stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend
saved him. After the friend recovered from the near
drowning, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED
MY LIFE."
The friend who had slapped and then saved his best friend
asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand. Now,
you write on a stone. Why?"
The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we
should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can
erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us
we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase
it."
Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your
blessings in stone.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
"What Will Be Will Be As Long As You Decide It Should be So"
Happiness is a Voyage
By: Author Unknown
We convince ourselves that life will be better once we are
married, have a baby, then another.
Then we get frustrated because our children are not old
enough, and that all will be well when they are older.
Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and
we must deal with them. Surely we'll be happier when they
grow out of the teen years.
We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse
gets his/her act together, when we have a nicer car, when
we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.
The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than
right now.
If not, then when?
Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better
to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it
all.
For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to
start. Real life.
But there was always some obstacle along the way, an
ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time
to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start.
I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life.
That point of view helped me see that there isn't any road
to happiness.
Happiness IS the road.
So, enjoy every moment.
Stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to
lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to
get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning,
waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off,
for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first
or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played
on the radio, to die, to be reborn… before deciding to be
happy.
Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.
There is no better time to be happy than… NOW!
Live and enjoy the moment.
By: Author Unknown
We convince ourselves that life will be better once we are
married, have a baby, then another.
Then we get frustrated because our children are not old
enough, and that all will be well when they are older.
Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and
we must deal with them. Surely we'll be happier when they
grow out of the teen years.
We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse
gets his/her act together, when we have a nicer car, when
we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.
The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than
right now.
If not, then when?
Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better
to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it
all.
For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to
start. Real life.
But there was always some obstacle along the way, an
ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time
to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start.
I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life.
That point of view helped me see that there isn't any road
to happiness.
Happiness IS the road.
So, enjoy every moment.
Stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to
lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to
get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning,
waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off,
for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first
or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played
on the radio, to die, to be reborn… before deciding to be
happy.
Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.
There is no better time to be happy than… NOW!
Live and enjoy the moment.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
What Are You Doing To Make The World A Better Place?"
The Acorn Planter
By: Brian Cavanaugh
In the 1930s, a young traveler was exploring the French
Alps. He came upon a vast stretch of barren land. It was
desolate. It was forbidding. It was ugly. It was the kind
of place you hurry away from.
Then, suddenly, the young traveler stopped dead in his
tracks. In the middle of this vast wasteland was a bent-
over old man. On his back was a sack of acorns. In his hand
was a four-foot length of iron pipe.
The man was using the iron pipe to punch holes in the
ground. Then from the sack he would take an acorn and put
it in the hole. Later, the old man told the traveler, "I've
planted over 100,000 acorns. Perhaps only one-tenth of them
will grow."
The old man's wife and son had died, and this was how he
chose to spend his final years. "I want to do something
useful," he said.
Twenty-five years later the now-not-as-young traveler
returned to the same desolate area. What he saw amazed him;
he could not believe his own eyes. The land was covered
with a beautiful forest two miles wide and five miles long.
Birds were singing, animals were playing, and wildflowers
perfumed the air.
The traveler stood there recalling the desolation that
once was. A beautiful oak forest stood there now - all
because someone cared.
What small thing can you do today to make the world a more
beautiful place?
By: Brian Cavanaugh
In the 1930s, a young traveler was exploring the French
Alps. He came upon a vast stretch of barren land. It was
desolate. It was forbidding. It was ugly. It was the kind
of place you hurry away from.
Then, suddenly, the young traveler stopped dead in his
tracks. In the middle of this vast wasteland was a bent-
over old man. On his back was a sack of acorns. In his hand
was a four-foot length of iron pipe.
The man was using the iron pipe to punch holes in the
ground. Then from the sack he would take an acorn and put
it in the hole. Later, the old man told the traveler, "I've
planted over 100,000 acorns. Perhaps only one-tenth of them
will grow."
The old man's wife and son had died, and this was how he
chose to spend his final years. "I want to do something
useful," he said.
Twenty-five years later the now-not-as-young traveler
returned to the same desolate area. What he saw amazed him;
he could not believe his own eyes. The land was covered
with a beautiful forest two miles wide and five miles long.
Birds were singing, animals were playing, and wildflowers
perfumed the air.
The traveler stood there recalling the desolation that
once was. A beautiful oak forest stood there now - all
because someone cared.
What small thing can you do today to make the world a more
beautiful place?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
"What Have You Done lately To Free Your Genius Within?"
The Grandma Who Could
By: Neil Eskelin
At the age of eighty, a farmer's wife in Cambridge,
Virginia, suffered from painful arthritis. The mother of
ten children and many grandchildren--and great-
grandchildren--loved to do needlework, but her fingers
could no longer manipulate the large needle to embroider.
The elderly woman looked for something else that would
keep her occupied, and found she could hold a small
paintbrush much easier than a needle. So she tried her hand
at painting. She thought her farm and country scenes were
good enough to show at the Cambridge Fair, but she only won
prizes for her jams and canned fruit. There were no blue
ribbons for her art.
Then one day an art collector from New York City was
traveling through the village and noticed several of her
paintings for sale in a local drug store. When he showed
them to his friends in the art circles of Manhattan, they
were more than curious.
Soon, 'Grandma Moses' gained an international reputation.
Her widely-collected works of art were featured on
calendars, greeting cards and in exhibitions in leading
galleries, including the Modern Museum of Art in New York.
Even more amazing, 25% of her 1,500 popular paintings were
done after she was 100 years old!
What masterpieces do you have waiting within you?
By: Neil Eskelin
At the age of eighty, a farmer's wife in Cambridge,
Virginia, suffered from painful arthritis. The mother of
ten children and many grandchildren--and great-
grandchildren--loved to do needlework, but her fingers
could no longer manipulate the large needle to embroider.
The elderly woman looked for something else that would
keep her occupied, and found she could hold a small
paintbrush much easier than a needle. So she tried her hand
at painting. She thought her farm and country scenes were
good enough to show at the Cambridge Fair, but she only won
prizes for her jams and canned fruit. There were no blue
ribbons for her art.
Then one day an art collector from New York City was
traveling through the village and noticed several of her
paintings for sale in a local drug store. When he showed
them to his friends in the art circles of Manhattan, they
were more than curious.
Soon, 'Grandma Moses' gained an international reputation.
Her widely-collected works of art were featured on
calendars, greeting cards and in exhibitions in leading
galleries, including the Modern Museum of Art in New York.
Even more amazing, 25% of her 1,500 popular paintings were
done after she was 100 years old!
What masterpieces do you have waiting within you?

Thursday, November 12, 2009
"What's Your Most Valuable Asset?"
By: Author Unknown
While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man
on a bench near a playground. "That's my son over there,"
she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was
gliding down the slide.
"He's a fine looking boy," the man said. "That's my
daughter on the bike in the white dress."
Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter.
"What do you say we go, Melissa?"
Melissa pleaded, "Just five more minutes, Dad. Please?
Just five more minutes."
The man nodded, and Melissa continued to ride her bike to
her heart's content. Minutes passed and the father stood
and called again to his daughter, "Time to go now."
Again Melissa pleaded, "Five more minutes, Dad. Just five
more minutes."
The man smiled and said, "Okay."
"My, you certainly are a patient father," the woman
responded.
The man smiled and then said, "Her older brother Tommy was
killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his
bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy, and now
I'd give anything for just five more minutes with him. I've
vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa. She thinks
she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I
get five more minutes to watch her play."
Life is all about making priorities. What are your
priorities?

Give someone you love five more minutes of your time today!
While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man
on a bench near a playground. "That's my son over there,"
she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was
gliding down the slide.
"He's a fine looking boy," the man said. "That's my
daughter on the bike in the white dress."
Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter.
"What do you say we go, Melissa?"
Melissa pleaded, "Just five more minutes, Dad. Please?
Just five more minutes."
The man nodded, and Melissa continued to ride her bike to
her heart's content. Minutes passed and the father stood
and called again to his daughter, "Time to go now."
Again Melissa pleaded, "Five more minutes, Dad. Just five
more minutes."
The man smiled and said, "Okay."
"My, you certainly are a patient father," the woman
responded.
The man smiled and then said, "Her older brother Tommy was
killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his
bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy, and now
I'd give anything for just five more minutes with him. I've
vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa. She thinks
she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I
get five more minutes to watch her play."
Life is all about making priorities. What are your
priorities?
Give someone you love five more minutes of your time today!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
"Let Passion Be Your Guide"

Stay Focused on Your Core Genius
by Jack Canfield
Focus on your core genius I believe you have inside of you a core genius... some one thing that you love to do, and do so well, that you hardly feel like doing anything else. It’s effortless for you and a whole lot of fun. And if you could make money doing it, you’d make it your lifetime’s work.
In most cases, your Core Genius is directly tied to your passions and life-purpose.
Successful people believe this, too. That's why they put their core genius first. They focus on it—and delegate everything else to other people on their team.
For me, my core genius lies in the area of teaching, training, coaching and motivating. Another core genius is writing and compiling books. Over my 35 year career, I have written, co-authored, compiled and edited more than 150 books, and I love to do it! I do it well, and people report that they get great value from it.
Compare that to the other people in the world who go through life doing everything, even those tasks they’re bad at or that could be done more cheaply, better, and faster by someone else.
They simply can’t find the time to focus on their core genius because they fail to delegate even the most menial of tasks.
When you delegate the grunt work—the things you hate doing or those tasks that are so painful, you end up putting them off—you get to concentrate on what you love to do. You free up your time so that you can be more productive. And you get to enjoy life more.
So why is delegating routine tasks and unwanted projects so difficult for most people?
Surprisingly, most people are afraid of looking wasteful or being judged as being above everyone else. They are afraid to give up control or reluctant to spend the money to pay for help. Deep down, most people simply don't want to let go.
Others (potentially you) have simply fallen into the habit of doing everything themselves. "It's too time-consuming to explain it to someone," you say. "I can do it more quickly and better myself anyway." But can you?
Delegate Completely!
If you’re a professional earning $75 per hour and you pay a neighborhood kid $10 an hour to cut the grass, you save the effort of doing it yourself on the weekend and gain one extra hour when you could profit by $65. Of course, while one hour does’t seem like much, multiply that by 52 weekends a year and you discover you’Ave gained 52 hours a year at $65 per hour —or an extra $3,380 in potential earnings.
Similarly, if you’re a real estate agent, you need to list houses, gather information for the multiple listings, attend open houses, do showings, put keys in lock boxes, write offers and make appointments. And, if you’re lucky, you eventually get to close a deal.
But let’s say that you’re the best closer in the area.
Why would you want to waste your time writing listings, doing lead generation, placing lock boxes, and making videos of the property when you could have a staff of colleagues and assistants doing all that, thus freeing you up to do more closing? Instead of doing just one deal a week, you could be doing three deals because you had delegated what you’re less good at.
One of the strategies I use and teach is complete delegation. It simply means that you delegate a task once and completely - rather than delegating it each time it needs to be done.
When my niece came to stay with us one year while she attended the local community college, we made a complete delegation - the grocery shopping. We told her she could have unlimited use of our van if she would buy the groceries every week. We provided her with a list of staples that we always want in the house (eggs, butter, milk, ketchup, and so on), and her job was to check every week and replace anything that was running low.
In addition, my wife planned meals and let her know which items she wanted for the main courses (fish, chicken, broccoli, avocados, and so on). The task was delegated once and saved us hundreds of hours that year that could be devoted to writing, exercise, family time, and recreation.
Most entrepreneurs spend less than 30% of their time focusing on their core genius and unique abilities.
In fact, by the time they've launched a business, it often seems entrepreneurs are doing everything but the one thing they went into business for in the first place.
Many salespeople, for example, spend more time on account administration than they do on the phone or in the field making sales, when they could hire a part-time administrator (or share the cost with another salesperson) to do this time-consuming detail work. In most cases, in a fraction of the time it would take them and at a fraction of the cost.
Most female executives spend too much time running their household, when they could easily and inexpensively delegate this task to a cleaning service or part-time mother's helper, freeing them to focus on their career or spend more quality time with their family.
Don't let this be your fate!
Identify your core genius, then delegate completely to free up more time to focus on what you love to do.
I believe that you can trade, barter, pay for and find volunteer help to do almost everything you don't want to do, leaving you to do what you are best at - and which will ultimately make you the most money and bring you the most happiness.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
"Why Some Businesses and Entrepreneurs Can Apparently Make Millions Instantly Overnight-Can You Do It?"
The Moso Bamboo Tree
By: Joel Weldon
The moso is a bamboo plant that grows in China and the far
east. After the moso is planted, no visible growth occurs
for up to five years - event under ideal conditions!
Then, as if by magic, it suddenly begins growing at the
rate of nearly two and one half feet per day, reaching a
full height of ninety feet within six weeks.
But it's not magic. The moso's rapid growth is due to the
miles of roots it develops during those first five years,
five years of getting ready.
How deep do your roots go? Are you ready?
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By: Joel Weldon
The moso is a bamboo plant that grows in China and the far
east. After the moso is planted, no visible growth occurs
for up to five years - event under ideal conditions!
Then, as if by magic, it suddenly begins growing at the
rate of nearly two and one half feet per day, reaching a
full height of ninety feet within six weeks.
But it's not magic. The moso's rapid growth is due to the
miles of roots it develops during those first five years,
five years of getting ready.
How deep do your roots go? Are you ready?

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