Sunday, April 30, 2006
The Bliss Of Inner Fire
Each day in my email, I receive several inspirational messages. I read this one from Daily Buddhist Wisdom several days ago. I liked it so much I wanted to share it with you.
Try to be reasonable in the way you grow, and don't ever think it is too late. It is never too late. Even if you are going to die tomorrow, keep yourself straight and clear and be a happy human being today. If you keep your situation happy day by day, you will eventually reach the greatest happiness of enlightenment. (Lama Thubten Yeshe - The Bliss Of Inner Fire)
I say to myself almost every day, "Judy, today is the only day you know you have." It helps me be conscious of the moments whether I am enjoying the company of family and friends, working, doing laundry, cleaning house or any other special or mundane activity. I just know I want to live each moment and feel the bliss of inner fire.
I took this picture of the sun setting and two skywriters over Medicine Lake near our home in the spring of 2004.
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5 comments:
Judy....words fail me when it comes to making a comment on this post...
All I can say is...you are an inspiration to everybody... and especially to those of us who are priviliged to know you...
Beautiful picture and music too...They all combine to make this the great post it is...
Glad to be your friend Joe.
hi joe.....thank you for your wonderful words..words mean the world to me..I love the simplicity of the words.....the bliss of inner fire..so simple and so profound..put to this music..on the wings of a dove...put with this picture which has special meaning to me (it was taken on april 22..my parent's wedding anniversary...and I took the X of the skywriters and the O of the sun as a hug and a kiss from my mom who died in 2001)the post for me is rich with emotion...I am glad you liked it and I am glad to be your friend too!
Great picture and music!! And quote. And post. ....
thanks honey...welcome home...
I love the Lilacs and letters! The words, photos and music are pure poetry.
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