Changing Behavior

NEVER LOOK DOWN AT ANYONE* UNLESS YOU ARE HELPING THEM UP**

I will teach you the way that is good and right.

Once upon a time there was a place called earth....

...sometimes taking a long walk and coming back to those unspoken words - words that can break a heart, heal a wound or inspire...

let me know what motivates me

I wonder what the future holds for our future generation....

Formas de adiccion .. todos somos adictos a algo?

A thing of the past~

I ask all of you to consider this: If you believe that the child you once were was born innocent, open-hearted, free of suffering, ready to love and be loved -- WHAT HAPPENED? Why do you now carry a painful burden of guilt, shame, self-doubt, self-criticism? Either you were born "flawed" (the Christian doctrine of Original Sin, echoed in the Hindu/Buddhist idea of karma from "past lives") -- somehow incapable of happiness and self-acceptance -- or real, concrete experiences programmed you to lose the ability to love and believe in yourself. It cannot be both, it must be one or the other! My heart tells me that we were all born innocent -- and ready to be happy! Our parents, our religions, our societies did NOT consciously intend to hurt the innocent and trusting children we once were -- and yet, for the vast majority of us, that was what occurred. I sincerely believe that if we can revolutionize our understanding of what children truly need from us, we will change the world more than all the religions and belief systems ever devised. BELIEVE IN YOURSELVES AND IN LIFE! LOVE -- BRYAN

Its called MRSA. Its a superbug. We have yet to fully understand it. Its killing many people. Where are the real answers?

Some comments by reader Nancy reminded me of my mother. She was the first person I ever knew who would not let the telephone interrupt her day or activity.

La verdad libera..aceptar las cosas como son, claro que causa un poco de sorpresa inicial, pero si esa es la verdad, es mejor decirla, quienes en verdad te quieren por quien eres seran felices de verte feliz.

I am wimpy when it comes to that *D*Word~

an added bit to my blog of yesterday

Leaving my garden

The pain and injustice of home foreclosure.

the voice of bloggging

Often, out of fear, we hide what we have done.

4 anios... ya no es una bebe.. que rapido se pasa.. y que inevitable amarles

"When I told a colleague at work how I often spend several days without the radio or television on, she blanched."