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Christmas & Memories

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Christmas & Memories

At Christmas there is much intermingled – children – innocence, expectancy; love ones – homecoming, happiness and mellow moods; for many people it would mean loneliness – serious concerns; of course there are ‘SOME’ generosity in some areas, it makes me wonder though why we couldn‘t do it everyday. This is the time when we find some emerging of our ‘Better Selves’ – and so much else besides – all intermixed with a measure of ‘Forgiving’ and ‘Forgetting’ – and with memories from all past years that merge and mixed with the present moment.

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Snares and Traps

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Snares and Traps

“I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven.” (Matthew 18:22). A friend of mine was telling me once about this interesting system they use to do for capturing monkeys in their province of Leyte, Philippines. Because they don’t want to kill them as they feel that it is cruel, their goal was to take the monkeys alive so they can also sell it as a pet or release it back into the jungle. In an extremely humane way, they use large coconut, with a small hole, into which they deposit a handful of food, which the monkeys like.

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What Matters Most

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What Matters Most

While I was studying in high school I use to watch this old man in the City for many months, with dirty turned out clothes he mostly wear. I use to pay a lot of attention on people’s faces as each one of them looked at him with scorn. He did not hold a sign up, on the corner where he stood begging for food or money, like others like him would. He is also an alcoholic and I found out later that people use to call him ‘POWER’ as his nickname.

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OMG, It’s My Birthday!

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OMG, It’s My Birthday!

“The most extensive knowledge does not necessarily know it; reasoning will not make men wise in it. The sages have decided against both these methods … By non-action everything can be done.” (Tzu, 1968). I don’t know about you, but I’m getting sick of pretending to be excited every time it’s somebody’s birthday, you know what I mean? What is the big deal? How many times do we have to celebrate that someone was born?

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