Showing posts with label Kindness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kindness. Show all posts

Friday

Kindness

Source: Team Building Treasure Hunts
I believe in kindness. I believe it's very communicable just as meanness is. Strangers hold doors for one another. Sometimes they say thank you, sometimes they don't. Something in us says: 'If I hold this door it helps this person, and that person is slightly changed.' Great consideration for one another — that's what's going to save the world.

~ June Callwood

Kindness

Source: Team Building Treasure Hunts
I believe in kindness. I believe it's very communicable just as meanness is. Strangers hold doors for one another. Sometimes they say thank you, sometimes they don't. Something in us says: 'If I hold this door it helps this person, and that person is slightly changed.' Great consideration for one another — that's what's going to save the world.

~ June Callwood

Wednesday

Splendor

Source: Unknown/Favim.com
One day it's the clouds,
one day the mountains.
One day the latest bloom
of roses - the pure monochromes,
the dazzling hybrids - inspiration
for the cathedral's round windows.
Every now and then
there's the splendor
of thought: the singular
idea and its brilliant retinue -
words, cadence, point of view,
little gold arrows flitting
between the lines.
And too the splendor
of no thought at all:
hands lying calmly
in the lap, or swinging
a six iron with effortless
tempo.  More often than not
splendor is the star we orbit
without a second thought,
especially as it arrives
and departs.  One day
it's the blue glassy bay,
one day the night
and its array of jewels,
visible and invisible.
Sometimes it's the warm clarity
of a face that finds your face
and doesn't turn away.
Sometimes a kindness, unexpected,
that will radiate farther
than you might imagine.
One day it's the entire day
itself, each hour foregoing
its number and name,
its cumbersome clothes, a day
that says come as you are,
large enough for fear and doubt,
with room to spare: the most secret
wish, the deepest, the darkest,
turned inside out.

~ Thomas Centolella

Splendor

Source: Unknown/Favim.com
One day it's the clouds,
one day the mountains.
One day the latest bloom
of roses - the pure monochromes,
the dazzling hybrids - inspiration
for the cathedral's round windows.
Every now and then
there's the splendor
of thought: the singular
idea and its brilliant retinue -
words, cadence, point of view,
little gold arrows flitting
between the lines.
And too the splendor
of no thought at all:
hands lying calmly
in the lap, or swinging
a six iron with effortless
tempo.  More often than not
splendor is the star we orbit
without a second thought,
especially as it arrives
and departs.  One day
it's the blue glassy bay,
one day the night
and its array of jewels,
visible and invisible.
Sometimes it's the warm clarity
of a face that finds your face
and doesn't turn away.
Sometimes a kindness, unexpected,
that will radiate farther
than you might imagine.
One day it's the entire day
itself, each hour foregoing
its number and name,
its cumbersome clothes, a day
that says come as you are,
large enough for fear and doubt,
with room to spare: the most secret
wish, the deepest, the darkest,
turned inside out.

~ Thomas Centolella

Tuesday

Quote on religion

All major religious traditions carry basically the same message; that is love, compassion and forgiveness... the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives.
Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them, at least don't hurt them.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.

~ Dalai Lama XIV

Quote on religion

All major religious traditions carry basically the same message; that is love, compassion and forgiveness... the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives.
Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them, at least don't hurt them.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.

~ Dalai Lama XIV