Meditation by Frantisek Kupka
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A Creed to Live By
By Anonymous
Don't undermine your worth
by comparing yourself with others,
It is because we are different
that each of us is special.
Don't set your goals
by what other people deem important,
Only you know what is best for you.
Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart.
Cling to that as you would your life,
for without them life is meaningless.
Don't let your life slip through your fingers
by living in the past or the future.
By living your life one day at a time,
you live all the days of your life.
Don't give up when you still have something to give
Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.
Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect,
It is the fragile thread that binds us to each other.
Don't be afraid to encounter risks,
It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.
Don't shut love out of your life
by saying it's impossible to find.
The quickest way to receive love is to give love.
The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tightly,
And the best way to keep love is to give it wings.
Don't dismiss your Dreams.
To be without dreams is to be without hope.
To be without hope is to be without purpose.
Don't run through life so fast
that you forget where you've been,
But also know where you're going.
Life is not a race, but a journey
to be savored every step of the way.
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"The Road Not Taken"
by
Robert Frost
Video created by: John C. Catlin
Music: "Healing Waters" by Olive Musique
YouTube Direct Link: https://youtu.be/KUaQgRiJukA
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The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
during his "Mountain Interval," 1920
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.