Maggie Myklebust, author of Fly Away Home (a great book) has honored me with the Sunshine Award!!
Thank you, Maggie!! This is a great way to start the week.
The Sunshine Award guidelines are:
- Link the award to the person who gave it to you.
- Answer the questions that come with it.
- Pass it along to other bloggers and let them know they have received it.
Favorite color– Ferrari Red
Favorite animal– llama
The one-l lama,
He’s a priest.
The two-l llama
He’s a beast.
And I will bet
A silk pyjama
There isn’t any
Favorite number– 2 two, me and you 2
Favorite non-alcoholic drink– Schweppes Bitter Lemon on a hot tropical day
Facebook or Twitter– dont do twitter…
any kind – painting, drawing, needlework, writing, looking at art, dance, music
Giving or receiving– both….
,,, You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. For what are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear you may need them tomorrow? And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow bring to the over prudent dog burying bones in the trackless sand as he follows the pilgrims to the holy city? And what is fear of need but need itself? Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?
There are those who give little of the much which they have– and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome. And there are those who have little and give it all. These are the believers in life and the bounty of life, and their coffer is never empty. There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward. And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism. And there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; they give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space. Through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes He smile upon the earth.
It is well to give unasked, through understanding; and to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving. And is there aught you would withhold? All you have shall some day be given; therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors’.
You often say, “I would give, but only to the deserving.” The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture. They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish. Surely he who is worthy to receive his days and his nights, is worthy of all else form you. And he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream. And what desert greater shall there be, than that which lies in the courage and the confidence, any the charity, of receiving? And who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed See first that you yourself deserve to be a giver, and an instrument of giving. For in truth it is life that gives unto life– while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.
An you receivers– and you are all receivers– assume no weight of gratitude lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who gives. Rather rise together with the giver on this gifts as on wings; for to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has the free-hearted earth for mother, and God for father.
from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
Favorite day of the week– Saturday with no plans
Favorite flower– Rose
“I am not a weed,” the flower replied sweetly.
“Please excuse me…”
“I am not at all afraid of tigers,” she went on, “but I have a horror of drafts. I suppose you wouldn’t have a screen for me?”
“A horror of drafts–that is bad luck, for a plant,” remarked the little prince, and added to himself, “This flower is a very complex creature…”
from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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