Great Quotes and INSIGHTS of Wisdom...
Here are a few of my favorite messges that reflect so much of what I feel to be true in life
as we go about completing our mission on the way home.
I am always interested in learning more, so please feel free to e-mail
me YOUR pearls of wisdom so that we may share with others
We must act on what we know.
It is not enough to know.... we must do!
Leonardo Di Vinci
Design is nothing more than creating
a comfortable place in which to work,
shop, heal, relax....and call home!
Health and Wellness Design Authority
I Had a Dream
By Nevin Compton Trammell
I had a dream
that some force picked me up
put me down
in some new
and different town
that I had never seen before...
with small shops
and church towers with clocks
that told different times
that all chimed in rhymes
And no one was there
except an old couple
sitting in a parkside chair
each holding a flower
such a beautiful pair
Between them rested
an opened book
and I moved closer
to take a look
and there was nothing there
except a mirror
staring back at me
See with your heart and not
with your eyes,
for beauty lies.... everywhere
Without touch a baby dies,
the human heart aches
and the soul .... withers
Licensed Professional Counselor
by William GAY
excerpt from the Lost Country
Cold vapors swirled the earth like groundfog. Midnight maybe, perhaps later, it scarcely seemed to matter.
The last ride had let him out on this road hours ago and he walked through a country, which in these shuttered hours, seemed uninhabited.
Not even a dog barked.
Just a steady cacophony of insects from the woods that fell silent at his approach...
and rose again with his passage, an owl from some timbered hollow so distant he might have dreamed it.
Nothing on this road .....
and he thought he’d taken a wrong turn, but then it occurred to him, that on a journey such as this there are no wrong turns. If all destinations are one, it matters little which road you take.
The pale road was awash with moonlight as far as he could see, and in these clockless hours when the edges of things blur and the mind tugs gently at its moorings, it seemed to him that the road had never been traversed before... and once his footfalls honed away faint and fainter to ultimate nothingness
be used again
We don't stop playing because we grow old,