Jannietta
Poetry for peace and wellbeing
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Walking, I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. be still they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.
(Linda Hogan) 
Even though we cannot see the bird singing in the forest, we can still hear his song. Unknown
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Stop the flow of your words
open the window of your heart and let the spirit speak.(Rumi) 
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As you walk and eat and travel be where you are. Otherwise you will miss most of your life. The Buddha
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One loving spirit sets another on fire. St. Augustine |
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How much more time will you spend at a wayside inn? Don't you want to go home? Anandamayi Ma
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There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. (Albert Einstein) |
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Ever since Happiness heard your name,
It's been running through the streets Trying to find you Hafiz |
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I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people. Van Gogh
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If you had a sad childhood so what?
You can dance with only one leg and see the snowflakes falling with only one eye. Robert Bly |
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Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy. Anne frank |
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When words are true and kind they can change our world. (Buddha)
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I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love. (Mother Teresa)
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When it is dark enough, you can see the stars. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
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I was born when all I once feared - I could love. (Rabia)
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When it is time to die, let us not discover that we have never lived. (Henry David Thoreau)
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No one can blossom the God within but you. (Mark Nepo) |
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Be the light that you are. (Mother Teresa)
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Sing if you can sing and if not still be musical inside yourself. (Mary Oliver) |
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The future must enter you long before it happens. (Rainer Maria Rilke)
Above all the turning and changing, Wider and freer remains your song. (Rainer Maria Rilke)
Life is short; Live your dream and wear your passion. (unknown)
We are each made of such quiet that the entire Universe can hear us. (Em CLare)
This very place the lotus paradise; this very body the Budha. (Hakuin; Zen poet)
