Today and every day: I offer the universe my love I offer the universe my peace I offer the universe my beauty of hope I offer the universe my deepest gratitude for her hospitality and generosity
Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary.
In your quest for peace within, you follow several paths. Over a period of time, the path which is meant for you shows up just like the opening up of petals of a bud. Tread on it and make the world more beautiful!
LOVE IS A FLOWERTreat your relationshipAs if you are growingThe most beautiful sacred flower.Keep watering it,Tend to the roots,And always make sureThe petals are full of colorAnd are never curling.Once you neglect your plant,It will die,As will your relationship.
Life is beautiful – but no one comes out of it alive. So live each day as if it’s your last. Walk in the sunshine. Dance beneath the stars. Laugh hard and long and never, ever forget how very special you are.
“It's a great story for the whole family, with beautiful songs and lots of funny things happening. It has a lot of heart-warming moments that I've always wanted to see performed at Westfield, and we have a perfect quartet of guys to do it.”
“By doing this, the golf master used the most visual, interesting and breathtaking parcels for his course. Each hole deserves recognition as an exotic beauty of the Caribbean, especially number 17. It will not only be enjoyable to play but also a postcard to send home.”
“Everything that's attractive, beautiful, shiny, bright... we put it on ourselves. It can be passed on to generations. When the wig wears out we can mend it, we can add more, and it can be passed on from father to son.”
Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
Some things take so longBut how do I explainWhen not too many peopleCan see we're all the sameAnd because of all their tearsYour eyes can't hope to seeThe beauty that surrounds themNow, isn't it a pity