|Irish Eyes are Smiling....|
|The Two Rabbits...|
| One day there were two rabbits grazing in an open field, a mother rabbit, and a father rabbit... The day was perfect, the sun was shining, the grass was glimmering, and there was a cool breeze smiling across the fields. Off in the distance the mother rabbit hears a pack of dogs barking...
The momma rabbits turns, obviously flustered, and says, "dogs honey what shall we do?"
The papa rabbits raises an eyebrow and says, "well I guess we had better run."
So they did, they ran accross the field, the dogs far behind them. As they got closer to the forest however the dogs only got closer. So they ran, faster and faster, but to no avail, no matter how fast the rabbits could run the dogs were just too fast.
Just as the dogs were apon them, they reached the forest and jumped into a hollow log.
The momma rabbit began to cry and said, "honey we're done for, what are we gonna do?"
The dogs scraped and scrounged at the log trying to break in and all the papa rabbit could do was smile and say, "well I guess we'll just have to stay in here until we outnumber them..."
I love this story, it was told at a concert I heard on tape. To me it makes me wonder what I would do in my last moments on earth, and the fact remains, this is your last moment on earth, you don't know how long the moment is, but you should always enjoy the time you have regardless of the circumstances.
|A western zen bhuddist and a woman clouded in her mind, unknowing what she was looking for, were sitting and talking of life one day. As converstaion continued the woman began to talk of her view of people...
The woman says, "I have figured it out."
The bhuddist raises an eyebrow and says, "oh what's that?"
She continues, " I've figured out people, everyone is darker or lighter, but there is always this middle ground that is pure grey, sometimes we are darker, sometimes lighter... Think of it like optimist and pessimist, if your a optimist your light, and vice versa, but there are verying degrees. Ya know what I mean?"
The bhuddist chuckles and says, "Well I see what you mean but..."
She urges him on. The bhuddist smiles and says, "Well I can't because there are no bounderies... How white does white go..."
Instantly the woman began to cry and tears of reilef and gratitude overwhellmed her...
|This story happened between myself and an 18 year old woman whom I care for deeply. I wish to share the story to spread the love it gives to those who know how wonderful life truly is...|
|The Sun sets in the west.........|
|Before I began I must say that the sunset wasn't by any means the whole reason I got my understanding. My whole life before this, and the seeds my father and others planted in me long before got me there...the sunset only watered the seed, and I sprouted... as long as I have life the sprout will contiue to grow...
On this absolutly beautiful day in September, two of my best friends and I were working on my photography class; taking pictures, goofing off, having fun, ect.; at park across the river.. The day was of perfection... thats the only way I can explain it, it was the first time I had the best day of my life... anyways, The day was perfect, and we were all high on life, sober, all three of us, as a judge. This park is amazing, it settled right next to the Illinois river. It's mostly woody, and your right on the beach so you see the water, the cool thing is there is alot of trails that are long bridges wrapping over the water. We were all so happy, acting like there wasn't a care in the world.. the moment, only. Later when we were walking back to the car and I was walking down the beach, and this is by no means a pretty beach, there are dead birds, and fish and trash everywhere. It's all grummy and you couldn't sit down for all the sharp objects. As I walked down the bank... thinking of how ugly we human had made the world, and the beauty was gone from the place that I lived,,, I ran into this little dugout pool in the sand. All around was muck and bones and trash, but here in all this garbage this little pool was compleatly clean. The pool was filled with little shells, the color of the sunset I was about to see, and I said for the first time in a long time that there was beauty everywhere and beauty was even here in all this trash. As I thought this, I looked up accross the river and saw the sun was about to set. I went and got my two friends and they sat on the dock while I idled around by the car. I snapped a picture of them stilluoited on the dock, watching the sunset, over what seemed like a huge ocean, the sun just hitting the horizon. My friends got up to go swing and I stayed by the car, eyes on the sunset, thinking of how great this day was... I closed my eyes, and I had the perfect moment... I felt the breeze on my skin, the sunlight gleaming on my face, I opened my eyes and saw the colors of the sky were more vivid then usual, I just stared in awe, my mind raced... and stopped... finnaly. I realized how wonderful LIFE is, not my life or your life, I'm talking about everything and nothing, the universe the world, all. I Laughed like a maniac, fell to my kness and sobbed for Life is wonderful... It is always wonderful and I love it. That's it, thats what I have, I know truth because I have to be true to enjoy LIFE, The next day I was reborn... never to be the same, past was a memory... And that was the perfect day, my sunset, and a hope that you will someday have a perfect moment.
|For those of you that know me, or belive that you do this is why I live my life the way I do... The story of the sunset....|
|"The essence may not be tainted by those who are unpure..." -G.A. Donovan|