Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts

Monday, January 17, 2011

Dreams...

If you want to remain always happy,
Always perfect and always fulfilled,
Then always keep inside your heart
A pocketful of sweet dreams.
Sri Chinmoy
Indian Philosopher and Teacher

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Robert Fulghum

I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Kahlil Gibran

There will always be dreams grander or humbler than your own, but there will never be a dream exactly like your own...For you are unique and more wondrous than you know!
Linda Staten

Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
Dale E. Turner

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Eleanor Roosevelt

Only as high as I reach can I grow,
Only as far as I seek can I go,
Only as deep as I look can I see,
Only as much as I dream can I be.
Karen Ravn

A man's dreams are an index to his greatness.
Zadok Rabinwitz

Believe in love. Believe in magic. Believe in Santa Claus. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don't, who will?
Jon Bon Jovi

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Natural Hights

Take a few minutes and read these. Think about  them one at a time BEFORE going on to the next one.........IT DOES MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD especially the thought at the end.
I marked the ones i love mostely with red and added my personal part between brackets.
you are mostly welcome to do the same and share with us :), or even better- add your own "Natural hights" to the list

Falling in love.

Laughing so hard your face hurts.

A hot shower.

A special glance. (saying anything that only me would understand)

Getting mail.

Taking a drive on a pretty road.

Hearing your favorite song on the radio.  (i can never resist a song for Halim in Radio or TV)

Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. (the next thing to do is jump out of bed, to the balcony and catch rain drops with my hands)

Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.

Chocolate milkshake. (love making them when my cousin's son visits me and we share it)

A long distance phone call (Bernd never fails to surprise me in this regard. i never know when he will call)

A bubble bath.

Giggling. (when i do something naughty and mom can't stop yelling at me) 

A good conversation.

The beach. (I am pure Cancerian. beach is my home)

Finding a $20 bill in your coat from last winter.

Laughing at yourself.

Midnight phone calls that last for hours.

Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.

Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.

Friends. (they are a treasure i can never afford to loose.very carefully selected & simply part of my soul)

Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you (it gives me a lift to my self-confidence beacue i know that it is sincere, honest and meant)

Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. (a heavenly feeling at a cold winter morning)

Making new friends or spending time with old ones

Playing with a new puppy.

Having someone play with your hair.

Sweet dreams.

Hot chocolate. (I am a hopeless case chocoholic)

Road trips with friends.

Swinging on swings. (i just cant resist.no matters where or wiht whom i am, i just take a ride)

Song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without feeling stupid.

Going to a really good concert.

Winning a really competitive game.

Making chocolate chip cookies.(love baking & cooking and then watching others enjoy eating the food) 

Having your friends send you homemade cookies.

Spending time with close friends. (a treasure i can never thank allah enough for)

Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.(it's when happiness & laughter are being doubled by sharing)

Holding hands with someone you care about.(the most intensive way to feel secure)

Running into an old friend and realizing that some things never change.

Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you. (giving is a joy in itself)

Watching the sunrise.

Getting out of bed every morning and thanking God for another beautiful day.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

كيف أنت يا سراقة و في يديك أسورة كسرى Light of hope in a dark moment

Suraqah, how would you feel, if wearing the royal barclets of the romanian King?

a simple question, which he asked his follower, on the day he was running away from his hometown.
while everyone was looking for him, he was wanted alive or dead, only his friend as companion, travelling a long and unknown road to escape his enemies and reach his destination city as safe as possible.
facing one of his enemies who has found him, he never lost his courage, hope and faith in Allah's hand.
he was very sure of his victory, as Allah has promised him a complete victory ove his enemies, but he taught me so many things, from this very short incident.

- set your goal, plan for it and work hard to reach it.
- never loose hope.even in darkest moments, keep your head up, trust in Allah's judgement and keep working to get there.
- a kind approach-even with your enemies- has a magical influence. being cruel is the easiest way, strong kindness is your weapon to fight your enemies.
- If today you are the weak party, tomorrow you will be the strong one. just work on it.
- The true leader is the one who spreads positive attitude to those arround him. His calm, positive attitude in dealing wiht this man gave Abu Bakr -his friend and companion- the time to calm down and gather his courage again, ready to fight if needed.
- let go of hatred and forgive who used to be your enemy. you never know, tomorrow he might be your companion and supporter.
- never use people's weak moments. think of your own weak moments.

Suraqah ibn Malik has lived few years after this incident and at the time the Muslims won the romanian empire, while Omar ibn el Khattab was ruling- Suraqqah got the royal barcelts of Qissrah and wore them infront of everyone- as HE promised him.

When i am down, loosing my faith in myself and the world, i run to him. read his life story, listen to people talking about it, learning from him how to overcome my weakness.
and he never failed to help me, whenever i looked for a sign in his life.
I always find the answer to my question in his life story and find my way back to the right path

Allahoma sally wa sallem 3ala saidna Mohammad wa 3ala aleh wa sa7beh ajma3ien.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

A Flower

A flower says....  you are loved more than you think.
A flower says....  you deserve happiness.
A flower says.... you are my friend.
A flower says .... I am nature's hand to fight human's ugliness.
A flower says .... God is Almighty to create from a small seed such a beauty.
A flower says .... there is hope.
A flower says .... beauty is there for everyone to enjoy: poor and rich.
A flower says .... none can stop my blossom if God is willing for me to grow.
A flower says .... look at me and smile. costs you no effort.
A flower says .....i don't cost much, yet have so much value in me.
A flower says .... it takes an inner eye to see my value.
A flower says .... i can express more than all words of all languages do.
A flower says .... my odour is only for those who dare to come closer.
A flower says .... my beauty is unique.
A flower says .... I love you.

i am giving a flower to all my friends, beloved ones, family and everyone who reads this post.
A flower to cheer you up, make you feel loved and cared for, give you some hope and happiness.

hope you enjoy my virtual flower :)

Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Veronica A. Shoffstall

Did you know...that when you walk past a flower, whether it be in somebody's garden or in a vacant lot, the flower will always smile at you. The most polite way to respond, I've been told, is to cheerfully return the smile.
Ron Atchison

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

just for today

Just for today, smile at someone you are not really fond of.
just for today, smile at a stranger
just for today, smile at a needy person while giving him money or food or whatever.
just for today, don't hurt anyone around you - no matters how "low" they are.
just for today, send someone a virtual flower.
just for today, make someone really really happy
just for today, give others some warmth
just for today, share someone else's pain
just for today, be friendly and gentle when talking to those arround you.
just for today, ask your subordinates to do their work in a kind way.
just for today, think of those who you haven't called in a while and check on them.
just for today, say "thank you" with a warm and sincere smile to the doorman who cleans your car.

just for today, BE HUMAN.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Dreaming.....

Dreaming of a better tomorrow, when I feel trapped in my today.
Dreaming of love, when I miss it in my life.
Dreaming of kindness, when others are cruel and mean to me.
Dreaming of sun's warmth and shine, when I am buried in cold and ugly surroundings.
Dreaming of laughter, when my tears silently roll down my cheeks every night.
Dreaming of happiness, when i can't remember last time i felt content.
Dreaming of flowers, while going through my deserted path in life.
Dreaming of life, when people around me see me as a dead person.
Dreaming of honesty, when my ears are showered with lies.
Dreaming of hope, when i feel just "hopeless"
Dreaming of success, when someone tells me how a mess I am.
Dreaming of a life as a human being, when someone treats me as a rock.

I will never stop dreaming.

It is the only weapon that none can take away from me
It is the only way for not to be beaten.
My dreams keep me alive.Those who don't dream, are the dead ones :)


I dream of the day, when...... (by Abdel Halim Hafez)

I dream, and dream and dream
hopefully my dreams would come true
hopefully they will become true in every single minute
I dream of the day when everyone would talk only in a kind way
I dream of the day when none gets ever hurt
I dream of the day when everyone's life path is only filled by everlasting happiness
I dream of the day when future brings only happiness and joy to all humans
I dream of the day when I see it with my own eyes how life pays back those who were badly hurt
I dream of the day when I see lost, lonly hearts have finally found their happiness
I dream of the day when I see everyone found a home for his heart.
I dream of the day when I see those whose hopes were shattered, finally find back their smiles
I dream of the day when I see this whole world is enlightend by happiness shine
I dream of the day when I see an everlasting, shining fullmoon.




Thursday, June 3, 2010

A tall soul in God's garden

I came across this story as I was surfing the internet tonight. it touched me and I thought of sharing.
Author Unknown



Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out patients at the clinic.

One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old," I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw.
Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'til morning."
He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success, no one seemed to have a room. "I guess it's my face... I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments..."

For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning."
I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. "No thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag.

When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children, and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.
He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was preface with a thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going.
At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him.

When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and the little man was out on the porch.
He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair." He paused a moment and then added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he was welcome to come again.

And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning.
As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4:00 a.m. and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us.

In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden.
Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these, and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly preciou s.

When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning.

"Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!"
Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice. But oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear.
I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God.

All this happened long ago - and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Hope

this is a small gift to you, my friends, and to whoever stops by this blog.
in this folder called "hope" you will always find a small part of my soul for you to take whenever you need.

Things don't always work out
the way we plan them.
and in the middest of confusion
we wonder how things
could ever be right again.
But things have a way of working out
and some times,
they work out better
than we ever dreamed they could.
THIS MAY BE ONE OF THOSE TIMES.


Whenever you feel depressed
or sad, or very distressed
look at the dark blue night,
isn't it a glorious sight?
stars seem to be looking down at us
everyone dancing in a pretty dress.
and then look at the moon
who knows he will disappear soon,
doesn't it shine, and tenderly smiles at you?


Faith goes
up the stairs
love has built
and looks out the window
which hope has opened...
Charles Spurgeon


Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt

There can be hope only for a society which acts as one big family, not as many separate ones.
Anwar Sadat
Former Egyptian President



THIS IS MY FAVOURITE EVER:
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge.

That myth is more potent than history.
That dreams are more powerful than facts.
That hope always triumphs over experience.
That laughter is the only cure for grief.
And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Robert Fulghum