I will go through this life only once,
and I shall have but one chance to live;
Not all people will like me,
others may even despise me,
as I may not be easily understood;
Yet I will take this chance to live,
and I will reach out in ways I know;
I will love those whom I can,
and I will strive to understand them more;
Not all days will bring me sunshine,
so I will rejoice also for the rain;
Not every endeavor will be a success,
but I will savor the victories I achieve;
Not all dreams I dream will be mine,
but in time new dreams will fill my heart,
and as from a star
those hopes will propel me forward
doing everything the best way I know I can;
No fear shall trample me whatsoever,
though some tasks seem to outweigh my strength;
I will only do what I have to do,
and God will take care of the rest!
-Jocelyn Soriano (itakeoffthemask.com)
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HELLO MY FRIENDS EVERYWHERE AROUND
I AM VERY HAPPY AND THANKFULL TO MY FRIEND DANIELLA FROM MAURITIUS WHO GIVES ME THIS ADREES…
FIRST OF ALL I WANT TO WISH YOU PEACE AND LOVE , UNDERSTANDING IN NEW YEAR…..
I AM A WRITTER FROM SMALL COUNTRY –SLOVENIA….
I AM MOSTLY INTERESTED IN ……LIFE ,LIFE
I FEEL MYSELF REALLY BLESSED AND BELOVED BY GOD,BECAUSE I FIND AT THE AGE OF 49 MYSELF,I FINALLY DISCOVERED THE PLAN GOD PREPARED FOR ME…HOW DO I KNOW THIS?I DO NOT HA HA …..BECAUSE I ONLY FEEL IN MY HEART SOME KIND OF PEACE ,HAPPINES …I CAN NOT EXPLAIN THIS WITH WORDS….I AM DOOING MY DREAM …AND THIS MAKES ME HAPPY AND FULFILLED….
EVERYTHING STARTED WITH THIS STORY
Dedicated to my friend Blaz,
“The flight”
“You only start living when you do not care whether you continue to live or die. You begin to live when you are prepared to lose your life. But if you are protecting you life, you are already dead. Just as if you were sitting somewhere in the attic and I would tell you to come out, but you would say: oh no, I read that people went down this stairs and they slipped and broke their necks. It is too dangerous.
And if I cannot make you to come out from the attic, how can I make you travel the continent? And If I cannot get you to look over your narrow view of life and beliefs, to look into a different world, then you are dead, completely dead. Life has passed you by. You continue to sit in your little prison in complete fright. Life is for gamblers, it really is…” (A. De Mello, Awareness).
Now we will go thirteen year back in time, in the time when I was working as a night watchman in a hotel in Gozd Martuljek, a small village. I vividly remember my co-worker Meta with whom we got on very well. After the sleepless nights I was exhausted in the morning. I remember she never, really never complained about anything and I never sensed any kind of anger, although, because of the sleepless nights, I made a lot of small “mistakes”.
And this person sometimes brought her little boy to the hotel. He was around twelve years old, with fair hair and had unusually soft features. I also remember he was very kind and polite.
Thirteen years passed: I was selling apartment and so happened that a slim long-haired young man in a cabriolet came. He was seriously interesting in buying. He was all smiling and cheerful. We got deep in conversation and the young man really impressed me with his broad mind and free thinking without any prejudice and with an unbelievable confidence in people and life. Yes, this was Meta’s little boy from thirteen years ago.
Even back then I had felt deep in my heart that our lives would come closer and intertwine somewhere in the future. Although this young man was only twenty-five years old he head gathered so much life experience and had so much wisdom that it simply astonished me. When I met him I remembered the proverb of the wise men:
“NO ONE IS YOUR FRIEND, NO ONE IS YOUR ENEMY, AND EVERYONE IS YOUR TEACHER”.
In this young man I found great richness which he was prepared to share with anyone. He revealed his life journey to me; he showed me his magical film-his life, from the time we first met until today.
When this beardless young man was sixteen years old he decided to travel to America where he finished grammar school. He was an excellent student with all the life opportunities ahead of him. But after finishing grammar school he decided in three scanty days that, despite his approved university scholarship and his family’s great expectations, he would not continue with his study.
With enormous power he decided to turn to the natural flow of life, use the wisdom of life and to live his life to the full.
With its consumer mentality and degeneration, America truly disappointed him, he anticipated decay. He returned home and started his own business, he was very successful, but he never exaggerated and kept his freedom and moderation. Hi did not surrender to rapacity and greed that are so encouraged in our society.
He traveled a lot, traveled the continents, the unknown places, met different civilizations, and absorbed new values, learnt from simple, unspoiled people.
I will never forget how he described the “most beautiful bathroom in the world” which he found in Cuba among the poor. The bathroom had three walls and a “starry” vault. The former, ordinary ceiling had collapsed many years ago, perhaps with some secret fated intention and this way it gave the “poor” people great richness: a beautiful view of the magical, powerful shine of the stars that were glowing like diamonds and covered the mysteriously dark sky in the night. While listening to his story I suddenly felt and realized how very poor the bathrooms of the “kings” are in comparison to the “starry” bathroom.
Just after a few days I had spent with this young man, we made an agreement which I will always remember. It took only a few minutes and during that time he prepared a huge surprise and a turn in my life for me.
The only seal on our agreement was the handshake. He said to me: “Roman, HAVE TRUST IN TRUST..”
Only a few days later this young man gave me a remarkable book, Martin Kojc’s golden book –“ THE TEXTBOOK OF LIFE” in which the author unravels the eternal and never changing spiritual laws. My friend Blaz lives by these laws and with his good example he made me turn to the natural flow of life.
I had an incomprehensible, invincible fear of flying, but together with Blaz I flew carefree and lightly and felt the freedom of the eagles and the vastness of the sky for the first time in my life. Blaz has opened the door into the new world for me.
I left my cage, my attic, overcame my fear and now I am ready to travel the continents, ready to look over my narrow view of life and beliefs, to free myself from prejudice; to forget what they taught me, to search for new paths to walk on… “To fly”.
Thank you, my friend.
RESPECT AND BEST WISHES
ROMANO-MOHAMED