What makes acceptance so important yet difficult.
- It is a challenge for married couples/ or in relationship.
- its a mystery for children when it comes to rules and regulation, at home or school.
- It is a question for parents for decisions they never made.
- It is the first step for friendship.
- It is for humans to accept God.
What makes acceptance so special, is although you never like everything about everyone, yet you agree to work it out towards developing a relationship. You accept, to respect, those who never understand you, you accept to listen those who are 100% tantrums, you accept to hold those who try to break away and you accept to love, unconditionally for ever.
I accept, means , I accept you as you are , where you are , where you from, what you do, as long as you are with me :))
This is an award for everyone who is part of the “Word Press Family” I start this award on the basis that the WordPress family has taken me in, and showed me love and a caring side only WordPress can. The way people take a second to be nice, to answer a question and not make things a competition amazes me here. I know I have been given many awards, but I wanted to leave my own legacy on here by creating my own award, as many have done before. This represents “Family” we never meet, but are there for us as family. It is my honour to start this award. Thank you, Shaun @ http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com/
I started this award as many here inspire me. So I am going to nominate 10 others with this award
1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. Nominate 10 others you see as having an impact on your wordpress experience and family
4. Let your 10 Family members know you have awarded them
5. That is it. Just please pick 10 people that have taken you as a friend, and spread the love
Thank you Shaun , for nominating me for the WordPress Family Award, I am really happy..and honoured .
I nominate , ” My family at wordpress ”
Rolled and folded in a jar I see I want to open my dreams for me read those again and promise to regain my strength to work and time to be what I dream for me.
Look at this picture isn’t it blurred .The reason I let the sharp edge disappear with colors of leaves forming an image, not really clear. That is an outline, a flimsy image of a plant that is most ordinary.
I chose to upload, it makes me feel that different cultures looks at same things, but each got a totally different perspective. The white skin with blue eyes can see just as well as dark brown eyes, but perception is different. Got same brains that works differently, some topics maybe light for one and same as serious. While both are correct, yet opposite in their views.
That means each nation must be able to concieve an idea as per their own back ground.
Shake hands we must , bring in pure thoughts and honest smiles. Doesn’t cost much, just a little bit of effort.
I am listening, as you speak; few words are clear, they sink in deep..others are confused, meanings I seek..I want to know why you speak..same language at low pitch and high speed.
I never heard nor will I ever your voice again,but I know somewhere you are understood and admired, paid even for your speech. I close my eyes and listen to your voice, then I forget to listen , as my mind now only hears your voice and not the message.
I do that often, when I must perform two actions, I do it one by one. First to get familiar with the tone and second to understand the meaning of the words. Finally, to close the audio and replay, in my mind..few words ..little meaning and its when I smile..I think I have now fully realized..that its beyond my comprehension..and I give my self a suggestion..to let it go..why make a mission impossible to understand a foreign language and western culture that I can never know..or remember..for culture is our habits, our inherited muses, our soul..we can not change it nor want to ..anymore
Inspiration is free , birds are free and love is also free. As , many say it good things are mostly free..the intangible..but valuable..precious..why birds are free? Is it because gravity can not bind them to earth, are they free because they never store any food, wings make birds free, unless some one captures them .
Birds in cage ..looking at sky and how depressed they must be feeling..free them return thewir flight ..let them soar high..they are symbols of peace, love and freedom.
Depth of ocean and freedom of breeze are you reaching for me..wet to dry waves to winds..are you coming for me I am trying to touch you, just to feel once or more, in dream or real my fingers tip..or lips 😉