What you do with what you got

"'Cause it's not just what you're born with
It's what you choose to bear
It's not how much your share is
But it's how much you can share
And it's not the fights you've dreamed of
But those you really fought
It's not just what you're given
It's what you do with what you've got "

-Si Khan ( as far as my internet search goes)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLhgb2ZntDw&feature=related

Rant begins

I take that back! If was the swearing kind I'd say ****ety-****!!
This weather is outrageous!
I know I am starting to sound English,complaining about the weather but how can one not?

Grey skies heavy clouds. Weighted down. Seeming ever ready to fall on one's head. But instead it decides to piss occasionally. With winds that turn umbrella's against their owners (namely me!)

GRRRR! I WANT SUNSHINE! AND WARM WEATHER AND I WANT IT NOW!!!

Rant over

What I'd give for a day like :


Or


Or


Sigh..

I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.
-- Virginia Satir

The mundane

-the washing line , middle of winter '10-

Someone today said its four days left to spring. Frankly, I have mixed feelings about it. The flowers ,yes! The bogged nose, cough and itchy throat ,not! I fret thinking about the hay fever mornings. But what worries me more is that, I think I like England in winter. Terrifying thought.

For your love of stupa's

Hope you like it short-shorts! I'm sorry I'm not coming down to Queensland, but I will soon.

A goat and 63yrs in total

The suffering in Sri Lanka

I know it's a line we've all heard, but every little will help at this moment.

The link below is for the 1st 'independant' report out of Sri Lanka of the camps used to house IDP's.
http://www.channel4.com/news/articles/politics/international_politics/grim+scenes+at+sri+lankan+camps+/3126257

One can argue about the politics of this war, whose right and what should be done. But (and I know it's wrong to say this) what's happening is happening, there is no stopping the govt. of Sri Lanka so one might as well help the people directly in all this mess. At the end of the day, it is not land or one's ethnicity that matters right?

The two links below enables you to donate to the IDP's in Sri Lanka. 1 GBP can make a big difference in Sri Lanka. Please do if you can.

http://www.muslimaid.org/index.php/component/content/article/2-current-campaigns/312-sri-lanka-crisis

OR

http://www.icrc.org/Web/Eng/siteeng0.nsf/htmlall/helpicrc?OpenDocument

Thank you.
Love, mufee