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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Tue Mar 10, 2009 3:12 pm

Are you going to finish strong ???



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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Tue Mar 10, 2009 5:37 pm

THE CORN
There was a farmer who grew superior quality and award-winning corn.

Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honour and prizes.

One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learnt something interesting about how he grew it.

The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.

"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.

"Why sir," said the farmer, "didn't you know ? the wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbours grow good corn."

The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life.
His corn cannot improve unless his neighbour's corn also improves.

So it is in other dimensions !
Those who choose to be at harmony must help their neighbours and colleagues to be at peace, those who choose to live well must help others to live well, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches.

And those who choose to be happy must help others to find happiness for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.

If we are to grow good quality corn, we must help our neighbors grow good quality corn too....
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Wed Mar 11, 2009 11:14 pm

SPECIAL OCCASION
A friend of mine opened his wife's lingerie drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:

"This," he said "isn't any ordinary package."

He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.

"She got this the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago.
She has never put it on, was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is it."

He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died.

He turned to me and said:

"Never save something for a special occasion.
Every day in your life is a special occasion."

I still think those words changed my life.

Now I read more and clean less.

I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.

I spend more time with my family, and less at work.

I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through.
I no longer keep anything...
I use crystal glasses every day...
I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.

I don't save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to.
The words 'Someday...' and ' One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary.
If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now....

I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell.
I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.
She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.
I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favourite food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come..

Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one.

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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Thu Mar 12, 2009 2:59 pm

You Deserve to Be Happy

Achieving your own happiness is the best measure of how well you are living your life and enjoying your relationships. You can learn how to be happier and more fulfilled in everything you do.

Everyone is Different
Happiness in life is like a smorgasbord. If 100 people went to a smorgasbord and each put food on their plate in the quantity and mix that each felt would be most pleasing to him, every plate would be different. Even a husband and wife would go up to the smorgasbord and come back with plates that looked completely different. Happiness is the same way. Each person requires a particular combination of those ingredients to feel the very best about himself or herself.

Listen to Your Heart
And your mix is changing continually. If you went to the same smorgasbord every day for a year, you probably would come back with a different plateful of food each time. Each day-sometimes each hour-only you can tell what it takes to make you happy. Therefore, the only way to judge whether a job, a relationship, an investment, or any decision, is right for you is to get in touch with your feelings and listen to your heart.

Be True to Yourself
You´re true to yourself only when you follow your inner light, when you listen to what Ralph Waldo Emerson called the “still, small voice within.’ You´re being the very best person you can be only when you have the courage and the fortitude to allow your definition of happiness, whatever it may be, to be the guiding light of every part of your life.

There Are No Limits
A very important point on the subject of happiness is whether or not you feel that you “deserve’ to be happy. Accept the notion that you deserve all the happiness you can honestly attain through the application of your talents and abilities. The more you like and respect yourself, the more deserving you will feel of the good things in life. And the more deserving you feel, the more likely you will attain and hold on to the happiness you are working toward.

Make Happiness Your Key Measure
You should make happiness the organizing principle of your life. Compare every possible action and decision you make against your standard of happiness to see whether that action would make you happier or unhappier. Soon, you will discover that almost all of the problems in your life come from choices that you have made - or are currently making - that do not contribute to your happiness.

Pay the Price
Of course, there are countless times when you will have to do little things that don´t make you happy along the way toward those larger things that make you very happy indeed. We call this paying the price of success in advance. You must pay your dues.
Sometimes these interim steps don´t make you happy directly, but the happiness you achieve from attaining your goal will be so great that it totally overwhelms the temporary inconveniences and dissatisfactions you have to endure in order to get there.

Action Exercises
Here are three steps you can take immediately to put these ideas into action.

First, accept that you deserve all the joy and happiness you can possibly achieve through your own efforts.

Second, make your own happiness the chief organizing principle of your life and judge everything against that standard.

Third, be willing to work hard and pay the price for the satisfaction and rewards you desire. Always go the extra mile and your success will be assured.

-- Brian Tracy
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Thu Mar 12, 2009 10:04 pm

Whom to blame ???

Boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage.

They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes.

When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open.

He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep It in the cupboard.
His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by its colour and drank it all.

It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages.
When the child collapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died.
The mother was stunned.
She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.


QUESTIONS:

1. What were the five words?

2. What is the implication of this story?




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The husband just said "I am with you Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behaviour.

The child is dead.
He can never be brought back to life.

There is no point In finding fault with the mother.
Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened.

No one is to be blamed.
She had also lost her only child.
What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband.
That is what he gave her.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears.
And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.

MORAL OF THE STORY
Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know.
By this way we miss out the warmth in our human relationship.
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Tue Mar 17, 2009 1:44 pm

THE WORTH OF A WOMAN

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One Flaw In Women (you will see what it is in the end)

Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take 'no' for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have the compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.

HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

Please remind your wife, your Mom, your daughters, your sisters, all your women friends and relatives just how amazing they are. :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup:
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Fri Mar 20, 2009 11:09 pm

A SWEET LESSON IN HUMANITY
Years ago, a 10-year-old boy approached the counter of a soda shop and climbed on to a stool.

“What does an ice cream sundae cost?” he asked the waitress.

“Fifty cents,” she answered.

The youngster reached deep in his pockets and pulled out an assortment of change, counting it carefully as the waitress grew impatient.

She had “bigger” customers to wait on.

“Well, how much would just plain ice cream be?” the boy asked.

The waitress responded with noticeable irritation in her voice, “Thirty-five cents.”

Again, the boy slowly counted his money.

“May I have some plain ice cream in a dish then, please?”
He gave the waitress the correct amount, and she brought him the ice cream.

Later, the waitress returned to clear the boy’s dish and when she picked it up, she felt a lump in her throat.
There on the counter the boy had left two nickels and five pennies.
She realized that he had had enough money for the sundae, but sacrificed it so that he could leave her a tip.

The moral: Before passing judgment, first treat others with courtesy, dignity, and respect.

Adapted from A Lifetime of Success
PAT WILLIAMS
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Fri Mar 20, 2009 11:21 pm

IT DEPENDS ON HOW YOU LOOK AT IT
A man pulled into a gas station on the outskirts of town.

As he filled his tank, he remarked to the attendant, “I’ve just accepted a job in town. I’ve never been to this part of the country. What are people like here?”

“What are people like where you came from?” the attendant asked.

“Not so nice,” the man replied. “In fact, they can be quite rude.”

The attendant shook his head. “Well, I’m afraid you’ll find the people in this town to be the same way.”

Just then another car pulled into the station.

“Excuse me,” the driver called out. “I’m just moving to this area. Is it nice here?”

“Was it nice where you came from?” the attendant inquired.

“Oh, yes! I came from a great place. The people were friendly, and I hated to leave.”

“Well, you’ll find the same to be true of this town.”

“Thanks!” yelled the driver as he pulled away.

“So what is this town really like?” asked the first man, now irritated with the attendant’s conflicting reports.

The attendant just shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s all a matter of perception. You’ll find things to be just the way you think they are.”

Adapted from the Positive Christianity Web site
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Mon Mar 23, 2009 2:37 pm

THINGS THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE

The moment we are living now is very precious and people around us are precious.
We realise this only when we miss the moments and the people.

The obituary page had my name and photo in it.
It wasn't too good a snap of me, I thought, as I looked at it absent-mindedly.
And then I gave a cry of terror, "What's my photo doing in the death column?"

I remembered, the sharp chest pain last night.
I looked around, it was morning; but my coffee had not been made.
People were entering the house and walking through the bedroom door.
I walked in and looked on the bed.
There I was, all laid out; dead.

People stared at me, not many were crying, and some, I noticed, looked relieved.
"LISTEN" I shouted, "I' M HERE, I'M OKAY , I'M NOT DEAD."
Nobody heard me.
They were all looking at the me on the bed.
I walked back into the sitting room.

The coffin had arrived.
It was being set up in the center.
I watched them carry my body and put it in.
"I' M NOT READY TO GO AS YET" I shouted, "I STILL HAVE WORK TO DO. DON'T BURY ME BEFORE I AM READY"

I looked around.
"Where's my family?," I asked myself.
They were in the next room, weeping.
"I'M NOT DEAD " I shouted to my wife and children.
They continued to weep.

"How can I go before telling you I love you?," I asked my wife.

"How can I go, before hugging you both?," I asked my children.

I wept with them.

The singing was coming from the next room.
I walked in as they sang my favourite songs.

There were tears in the eyes of one of the men as he sang.
"But we haven't talked to each other for years", I said to him. "Why are you crying? Come on, shake my hand and let's make up."
The man continued crying as he sang.
He did not see my extended hand.

My dog walked up and smelt my coffin.
She didn't seem too shattered I was no more.
"I guess I was too strict with you," I told her, "Come, let me pet you."

The dog yawned as it stretched out and fell asleep.

The singing stopped as the priest came in.
He sat next to the man who was crying and leaned to talk to him.
I went close to hear what he was asking.
"Is there anything good," he asked, " the dead man did in his life time?"
The man who was crying shook his head sadly.

There was a hush as my wife walked into the room.
"She looks beautiful," I thought.
"YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL" I shouted.
She did not hear my words.
She had never heard them before, because I had never said them.
"GOD," I screamed in agony, "A little more time to do all the things I should have done!"

I watched as they lifted my coffin and carried it to the hearse outside.
My dog did not bother getting up from deep sleep.
The priest refrained from saying any word about me.
They all understood, there was nothing good to say.
I turned to say sorry to the man who had the tears.
I turned to hug my children.
I leaned over to whisper words of love into my wife's ears, and then I looked up and cried, "God, one more chance!"

"You shouted in your sleep," said my wife as she gently woke me up. "Did you have a nightmare?"

She looked startled, as I hugged her tight and whispered, "You're beautiful!"
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Re: MFM Be inspired and motivated.

Postby kissnight » Tue Mar 24, 2009 12:21 pm

The Stranger
A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small town.
From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family.
The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.

As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.
In my young mind, he had a special niche.
My parents were complementary instructors: Mum taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey.
But the stranger...he was our storyteller.
He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.

If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future!
He took my family to the first major league game.
He made me laugh, and he made me cry.
The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.

Sometimes, Mum would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)

Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.
Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home... not from us, our friends or any visitors.
Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.
My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol.
But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis.
He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished.
He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex.
His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.

I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger.
Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked...
And NEVER asked to leave.

More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family.
He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first.
Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.



His name?.......



We just call him 'TV.'
(Note: This should be required reading for every household!)



He has a wife now....We call her 'Computer.'
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