Category Archives: Faith, Inspiration

American Life in Poetry: Column 017 BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE     Nearly all of us spend too much of our lives thinking about what has happened, or worrying about what’s coming next. Very little can be done … Continue reading →

  "Come to the edge", he said.They said, "We are afraid". "Come to the edge", he said.They came. He pushed them …and they flew.   Guillaume Apollinaire     SOMETHING TOLD THE WILD GEESE Rachel Field   Something told the … Continue reading →

One kind word can warm three winter months. Japanese proverb  

Watch your thoughts; they become your words. Watch your words; they become your actions. Watch your actions; they become your habits. Watch your habits; they become your character. Watch your character for it will become your destiny.

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace  there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be  on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and  clearly, and listen to others, even … Continue reading →

A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler … Continue reading →

There once was a king who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The king looked at all the pictures. But there were only two he really liked, and he … Continue reading →

Friday, September 2, 2005   Once upon a time, there was a farmer in the central region of China. He didn’t have a lot of money and, instead of a tractor, he used an old horse to plow his field. … Continue reading →

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low and the debts are high And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing … Continue reading →

In the orchard, out in the backyard, there’s an apple tree with branches that hang temptingly low to the ground. On these branches are many green apples, blushed with red, that caught the eye of Little Gal. Early yesterday evening, before going … Continue reading →