Okay now here's a little something to
think about..
Here's a story about
"SOMEBODY"
Might just Ring some
Bells for some of YOU..
Could it be you, and you just didn't realize it
?
"SOMETHING TO SOMEONE"
We are all born into this world with certain
abilities and needs.
The challenge of life is for us to discover these
abilities and to use them, while fulfilling our needs.
Each person must do
this within the realm of a completely unique set of circumstances.
Our
abilities are as many varied as there are people, but we find that our
needs
are common to all.
The need that offers the greatest potential for joy is
also
the need that offers the greatest potential for pain, the need to share
our life with
"SOMEONE".
I don't wish to be everything to everyone , but I
would like to be Something
to "SOMEONE"!
Again last night you came to
me with tales of the end of your latest romance,
asking how could you
possibly bear the pain. With your head on my shoulder
I dried your tears,
while assuring you that tomorrow someone new would
come along.
When you
were finally comforted you kissed my cheek and returned to
your
WORLD.
As I looked around the house, now empty again, I thought of my
walks in
the park watching the couples while I was alone.
And AS I
reached for the T.V Guide,
I felt the moisture of a tear running down my
face {;o( .
For while some people have a shoulder to cry on,
it is the
destiny of others that they cry alone.
So many are afraid of the word "Hello"
because it so often leads to the word
"Goodbye"!
So often I hear it from
others, others who are struggling to make their
relationships what it should
be naturally.
Yet they don't wait to
hesitate to say,
"with so many people out there surely you can find someone."
But the problem lies
in the fact that I don't want just someone,
I want the right someone!
Sometimes,
the world is willing to give at a time that we are not willing
to
receive.
So often we reach out and offer that which we have to give to
someone who
has no need , or does not recognize the value of our gift. Thus
our gift goes unreceived,
through no fault of our own, and this rejection
causes pain.
But the real tragedy occurs when someone comes along
who
has a need for, and recognizes the value of what to give ,
but because the
memory of rejection is still fresh on our mind, we no longer reach out.
Not
everyone knows how to give, but then, not everyone knows how
to
receive.
It's so easy to think about love, to talk about love, to wish
for love, but it's
not always easy to recognize love. Even while when we hold
it in our hands.
We should not expect more from others than we are willing to
give.
The only acceptance we truly need is self-acceptance.
For once
we have gained that, the rest should come.
And that which does not come will
not matter.
I am a collection of characteristics, both physical and mental,
that makes me
completely unique. No one else anywhere is exactly like
me.
An I realize that not
everyone who crosses my path will be interested
in what I have to offer.
But my strength comes from the belief that someone,
somewhere, can and will appreciate
me for what I am.
Some people think
too highly of others and not enough of themselves,
while others think too
highly of themselves and not enough of others.
We should always remember
....
to themselves no one is just another person.
Touch gently the life of
your fellow man, for the human heart shapes as
easily as clay upon the
potters wheel.
Being human I will make mistakes ,
I will say things that
shouldn't be said,
I will do things that shouldn't be done.
And these things will bring pain to myself
and
unfortunately to others.
So often, life is not filled with love
and laughter
as much as with loneliness and disappointment.
But there
will be enough of those beautiful moments with
very special people to make it
all seem worthwhile.
It's not easy, this thing called life, with it's
broken dreams and lonely nights,
and
all the things that don't turn out right.
It would be easier if it came with
a script of who we were to meet and the
right things to say. Then nothing but
joy filling each day.
Yes it would be easier, but it wouldn't be
life.
I reach out to the world that has given me dreams. And I pray that
I might
have the courage to explore my life, to live my life , my
dreams.
No one can determine who I am, but myself. My parents cannot,
my
teachers cannot, my friends can not.
They can guide me, but in the final
analysis
the problem is completely mine. For I have abilities that are
completely unique to me,
and the challenge of life is for me to discover
them, to develop them, to use them
For then and only then will I know who I
am.
What price we pay for experience, when we must sell our youth to buy
it.
I'm not very good at this game called life. For I've not learned to
see children
crying without feeling pain; for I've not learned to watch
animals destroyed
without wondering why; for I've not yet met a king or
celebrity that I would bow
down to, or a man so insignificant that I would
use for a stepping stone; for I've not
learned to be a "yes man" to narrow
minded bosses who quote rules without reason;
and I've not learned to
manipulate the feelings of others, to be used as I see fit.
No, I'm not
good at this game called life, and if everything goes well, maybe
I never
will be!
I've noticed a paradox in this cold world when strangers seldom
speak, and
heaven forbid should they ever touch but on a dance floor, when
slow music plays,
two strangers can come together without questions, without
lies and while the
music is playing they can express a basic human need, to
hold... and be held.
And somehow I can't help but believe that the whole
world should learn to
play a little more 'slow music'.
When the music
slowed, I crossed the crowded room and reached out to her.
She came without
hesitation, not as a stranger who had shared only a smile. She
placed her
hand in mine, her head on my shoulder, and her body close to mine. As
the
music played I could feel her trembling from all the loneliness inside. Yet
we
never spoke, for there really wasn't anything that needed to be said. When
the
song ended she returned to her world and I mine. Now, after all the
months, I will
occasionally close my eyes and relive those few moments that
we shared.
You can know someone in a moment of honesty, than ever you can
in a
lifetime of lies!
Strangers are people whose paths have never
crossed, and no common time
has never been shared.
But once they meet can
they truly be stranger's again?
Have you ever noticed that strangers become
uneasy when silence comes
between them? For they immediately start worrying
what the other is thinking.
For we usually need to know someone very well
before we can feel comfortable with
their silence.
As the moon floated
across the sky and twinkled in the ripples in the lake, I
sat silently beside
you and tossed pebbles into the water. From time to time you
would squeeze my
hand and rest your head on my shoulder. There was no radio, no
television, no
pennies for your thoughts.
Funny how quickly the hours passed, and how much
closer I felt to you.
Maybe more often we should sit down together and have a
good long 'silence'.
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