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Our Musings category focuses on speculation, reflection and deep thought, covering everything from self-contemplation to humorous views on life in general.

This is the place to submit your thoughts on spiritual matters or philosophical subjects and to share your feelings on any topics you’ve ever pondered or wondered about.

Changing Moods

Here I am again... talking to you.

You see how boring my life is? That I constantly seeking and bothering you?Yes, I don't have anyone to talk with, so please bear with me.Don't keep changing your moods for me.One minute you're all sunshine to me then turns to tears that drench me ... no, soaking me in tears!Nowadays you're all sunshine the whole day and at night turns to tears. That is good with my old age to cool it down on my night time. But lately, my...

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The Romance Of The Mutes

Love means : You are not finding a suitable person, you be the suitable person made of love.

Galaxy saw a man and a woman who communicated with the sign language at the train station, when she was on the way home one evening. She noticed that the woman asked him for the direction. He said to her that he did not know. Galaxy was the volunteer for three years when she studied in university. Also, she served in the deaf and mute school where she had learned sign language and she could practice it proficiency. Then s...

Give me your hand Lead and I will follow Look into my eyes Show me my tomorrow Let our souls touch Never to separate Love that grows stronger With each passing day    

I have walked the path of the ancient ones. Each step made me stronger. Wiser. Fearless. I don’t suffer the antics of fools. Nor do I tolerate the pretense of substance. Heavy is the granite of my principals. Cracked by forces meant to weaken me. Wedges are afforded to few family and friends. Flexible to blood and love. Yet firm in my resolve to stay the course. The ancient ones pass through me. Or more likely I pass thro...

Anonymous

So, you are very wealthy

I always believe if everyone does a bit good deed, bit by bit, we can make a harmonious world.

  A young man muttered at his bad luck and penniless situation.   He frowned all the days. A wise senior came across to talk to him, ‘Hey kiddy, why are you so unhappy?’ ‘I don’t understand why I’m so poor always!’ he said. ‘Poor ? I think you are very wealthy!’ the wise senior said sincerely. The young man was puzzled,  ‘Why are you talking like that?’ the wise senior asked. ‘Suppose someone offers you one thousand dolla...

The Fallen

Just a simple tribute.

Sitting in the church pew lost in thought, listening to the Veteran speak of his friends that had gone before him. My mind wanders back to a simple time of Flags, parades, and trips to the cemetery.Every year my little sister and I would save our weekly allowance to buy tiny American flags for Memorial Day. We worked hard earning that money but seem to come up short so our Granny would pay the difference on our one-hundre...

After the Rain

For those who love the rain

It’s raining outside, I can see through the living room window. With my eyes closed, I imagined how it would feel on my skin so cool and refreshingmaking me feel clean again after it washed away all my worries and fears. As I’m watching the rain fall hard in places and the rain pounding on the windowmaking everything look dreary.  I am amazed to see how gentle the rain falls onthe most fragile of flowers quenching their t...

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My Walk

Nature at it's best

I love going for walks in my hometown. It’s a very small town, but its natural beautyis unbelievable. Words cannot do it justice. There is one particular nature trail thatI do enjoy taking whenever I get the chance.  It starts at the Horsebrook Trailer Parkand Campground that is located almost at the end of town, and it leads to a long dirt road.  During my walks one of the things I have noticed is the smell of the trees;...

Glory Days

Glory days they will pass you by - Bruce Springsteen

Just a look back at  Glory Days  When life was simple  And  Love wasn't so complicated Back in the  Glory Days  You knew love was gonna last forever  High school was fun  Not much violence other than The occasional fist fight over a girl in the parking lot  Friday night football  Homecoming game Prom dresses and tuxedos Waiting for your crush to notice  Glory Days  Skating rinks and  Dairy Queen parking lot gossip Cruisin...

My Best Friend

Friends are forever

Miles apart  The distance never stops the giggling You make me laugh  We enjoy the same silly things  We like the same music  Oh my lord you get my sense of humor  Silly little things  There is a bond that  Is stronger than most  Who would have thought  That a simple introduction  Would set the course for  A friendship that I'd would be  Lost without. You know me better than most .  

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A Bank Savings Account Book

A harmonious relationship is built on the true love.

My mother presented me with a bank savings account book on the eve of my wedding. There was $1000.00 in it. My mother smiled and said, ‘You both are going to deposit some money in it from time to time, when something is worth for memorable. Besides the money, you both learn that there will have the unlimited happiness as you both grow old together!’ My husband deposited $500.00 twice later on. Once, he was promoted at wor...

Middle Men

What is the meaning of life

We walk the path of life, With death waiting at the finish line. The beginning and end are the same, What matters is the middle. Tis the path of the middle men…   What if life and death made transactions, And we were nothing more than the middle men. Our plans, our dreams, our future, Doesn’t really matter once the transaction expires.   Like the famous expression, #YOLO. You Only Live Once. So I wonder, is there really l...

Another Time Another Universe

Maybe in another time, in another universe things will be perfectly clear.

In that other universe, we are the lucky ones. In that other universe, we have finally made it. In that other universe, we never experienced what we experienced here. Life never weathered or hardened us the way it did, it never dug into the depths of our souls, it never perforated our hearts. In that other universe, we didn’t associate love with leaving. In that other universe, we always felt good enough. We always felt w...

It's the little things of the job that make everything worth it. All the stress of working in education, all the meetings with the big bosses, the paperwork, the endless staff meetings, professional developments, the weekend-long courses, all the after-hours work we have to put it to get work complete, that all just seems to melt away with the little moments that happen each day. Those special times when you just smile to...