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Wear sunscreen (Everybody’s Free)

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Greyshaman
on December 2, 2008
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This was one of those songs that really got to me when I first heard it. It’s the beautiful music by Baz Luhrmann and a reading of an essay written by Mary Schmich titled: “Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young”.

How it came to be is a story of it own. You can read it here. But before you do, just listen to the song.

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I lived on the moon

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Greyshaman
on May 4, 2008
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Such a beautiful song I came across, with both excellent lyrics and an amazing video to make it complete.
The band is called Kwoon and the song is called “I lived on the moon”.

Even though the music is very good, I wouldn’t have posted it if it wasn’t for the great lyrics. It’s pure poetry; the words express with such sincerity and heartiness the human desire to reach for the stars and to be true to ones dreams.

Lyrics:
Dear little lad
Here’s the story of my life
I lived on the moon (repeat)
Grey flying snakes along
Mountains of destiny while
The three tailed monkeys
Were drawing the stars
Light from the Sun and I
Hide myself on the dark side, alone
I’ve run so far
To find my way
Then I dream again.. alone

Dear little boy, listen
To voices of your soul
It showed you the way of
Silence and peace
Follow your thought and fly
Choosing all the things that you desire
Giant waves, fireflies..
Your dream will be your only shell
Your secrets, your hiding place, my son
Don’t let them try
To crush your brain
Let you go far
..my son

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A lesson in attitude

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Greyshaman
on April 22, 2008
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I read a beautiful little story today. It doesn’t say who the author were as many of these moral teachings often are without. Not rarely these text are retold old text from Buddhist or old Sufi teachings. But it would be nice to know where it came from. So if someone has information on the author then please say.

But then again, isn’t it possible that this were an actual tale from an old peoples home, or couldn’t it?

Happiness“The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.

After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window.

“I love it,” she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

“Mrs. Jones, you haven’t seen the room …. just wait.”

“That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” she replied. “Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged.. it’s how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it … “It’s a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I’ll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I’ve stored away … just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account … you withdraw from what you’ve put in .. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories. Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

Free your heart from hatred.
Free your mind from worries.
Live simply.
Give more.
Expect less.”

Good story and good advices don’t you think.

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Relaxation to music

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Greyshaman
on April 18, 2008
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A bit of relaxation for us today

Two monks were returning to the monastery in the evening. It had rained and there were puddles of water on the road sides. At one place a beautiful young woman was standing unable to walk across because of a puddle of water. The elder of the two monks went up to a her lifted her in his alms and left her on the other side of the road, and continued his way to the monastery.

In the evening the younger monk came to the elder monk and said, “Sir, as monks, we cannot touch a woman?”

The elder monk answered “yes, brother”.

Then the younger monk asks again, ” but then Sir, how is that you lifted that woman on the roadside?”

The elder monk smiled at him and said “I left her on the other side of the road, are you still carrying her?”