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a time to search/find and a time to give up/lose,
P.Palmer _ let your life speak
vocation does not come from willfulness. it comes from listening. I must listen to my life and try to understand what it is truly about-quite apart from what I would like to be about-or my life will never represent anything real in the world, no matter how earnest my intentions.
vocation does not mean a goal that I pursue.it means a calling that I hear. before I can tell my life what I want to do with it , I must listen to my life telling me who I am. I must listen for the truthsand values at the heart of my own identity, not the standards by which I must live - but the standards by which I cannot help but live if I am living my own life.
we listen for guidance everywhere except from within.
Plugarul trebuie sa munceasca inainte ca sa stranga roadele.2 tim 2:6
Daca suntem necredinciosi, totusi El ramane credincios
2 tim 2:13
P.Palmer _ let your life speak
vocation does not come from willfulness. it comes from listening. I must listen to my life and try to understand what it is truly about-quite apart from what I would like to be about-or my life will never represent anything real in the world, no matter how earnest my intentions.
vocation does not mean a goal that I pursue.it means a calling that I hear. before I can tell my life what I want to do with it , I must listen to my life telling me who I am. I must listen for the truthsand values at the heart of my own identity, not the standards by which I must live - but the standards by which I cannot help but live if I am living my own life.
we listen for guidance everywhere except from within.
Plugarul trebuie sa munceasca inainte ca sa stranga roadele.2 tim 2:6
Daca suntem necredinciosi, totusi El ramane credincios
2 tim 2:13
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When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. Henri Nouwen
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multi isi bat joc de cei care invata din propriile greseli, dar ce alta stiinta poate egala o suferinta personala?
a.s.
history does not teach us anything.
change is constant. it's the way people try not to change that's unnatural.... The way we cling to what things were, instead of letting them be what they are....The way we cling of old memories, instead of forming new ones. The way we insist of believing... dispite every indication..... That anything in this life is permanent.
change is constant. how we experience change....... that's up tu us. it can feel like death... or it can feel like a second chance at life. if we open our fingers, loosen our grips. go with it.. like at any moment we can have another chance
change is constant. it's the way people try not to change that's unnatural.... The way we cling to what things were, instead of letting them be what they are....The way we cling of old memories, instead of forming new ones. The way we insist of believing... dispite every indication..... That anything in this life is permanent.
change is constant. how we experience change....... that's up tu us. it can feel like death... or it can feel like a second chance at life. if we open our fingers, loosen our grips. go with it.. like at any moment we can have another chance
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