Here is beautifulĀ perspectiveĀ that I receivedĀ in a share today
My grandmother always drank her coffee like this! I thought it was because it was too hot. Do you remember older generations drinking from their saucer? Then today I came across this poem that made me feel there was symbolism to the coffee ritual.
Drinking from My Saucer by John Paul Moore
Iāve never made a fortune and itās probably too late now. But I donāt worry about that much, Iām happy anyhow.
And as I go along lifeās way, Iām reaping better than I sowed. Iām drinking from my saucer, āCause my cup has overflowed.
I donāt have a lot of riches, and sometimes the goingās tough. But Iāve got loved ones around me, and that makes me rich enough.
I thank God for his blessings, and the mercies Heās bestowed. Iām drinking from my saucer, āCause my cup has overflowed.
I remember times when things went wrong, my faith wore somewhat thin. But all at once the dark clouds broke, and the sun peeped through again.
So God, help me not to gripe about the tough rows that Iāve hoed. Iām drinking from my saucer, āCause my cup has overflowedā¤ļø
Everyday make sure to walk and laugh , sing and dance and see the beauty in every beat of a living heart and that’s a step to tuning yourself to loving this world a little more.
All is in the acknowledgement in hope and positivity.
In being proved wrong We learn something new What if we celebrate the learning Than criticize making mistakes For mistakes are an error of judgement. It is already happened, in the past What matters is what we make of it Are we ready to accept our mistakes? Are we ready to learn from it to move on? After all instead of fussing over mistakes, Let’s be receptive to being wrong. And care to imbibe a new perspective For then we can be a little less wrong nowš
A man, who regularly attended family & group meetings suddenly, without any notice, stopped participating. After a few weeks, one very cold night the leader of that group decided to visit him.
He found the man at home, alone, sitting in front of a fireplace where a bright fire burned.
The man welcomed the leader. There was great calm & silence.
The two men only watched the dancing flames around the logs that crackled in the fireplace.
After a few minutes the leader, without saying a word, examined the logs that formed the fire and selected one of them, glowing most brightly of all, and removed it to the side with a pair of tongs. Then he sat down again.
The host was paying attention to everything, fascinated. Before long, the lone logās flame subsided, until there was only a momentary glow and the fire soon went out. In a short time what was previously bright light and heat had become nothing more than a black dead piece of wood. Very few words had been spoken since the greeting.
Before preparing to leave, the leader picked up the useless piece of wood with the tongs and placed it again in the middle of the fire. Immediately, the piece of wood was rekindled, fuelled by the light and heat of the burning logs around it.
When the leader was about to leave & had reached the door, the host said: āThank you for your visit and for your beautiful lesson. I’ll return to the group soon.ā
Why is a group important in our lives ?
Very simple: Because each member that withdraws takes fire and heat from the rest.
It’s worth reminding group members that they are a part of the flame.
It’s also good to remind us that we are all responsible for keeping each other’s flame burning. And we must promote the union among us so that the fire is really strong, effective and lasting. Keep the fire burning.
THEGROUPISALSOAFAMILY It doesn’t matter if sometimes we are bothered by so many messages, quarrels and misunderstandings.
What matters is to be connected. We are here to meet, message, learn, exchange ideas or simply to know that we are not alone