Today's QOTD from Cafe Gratitude challenges you to use your senses. Wake up to life and to the world. Observe all that is going on around you. Envision the world as a grateful one! I leave you with the questions to think about.
What miracle have you fallen asleep to?
What vision are you holding for the world?
Goodnight!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
True Love
It was about a month before my most recent birthday that I realized I was truly missing something in my life. It turns out that something was God. Constantly being surrounded by friends that have a real relationship with Him made me realize that is what I desire.
I had lived almost 22 years of a blessed life without ever really acknowledging the greatness of our Heavenly Father. How could I have been so blind? I selfishly accepted all the blessings but never gave Him anything in return. He sacrificed His world and His everything for my existence. He presented challenges and personal battles in order to make me a stronger person. He gave me His love and attention while I ignored Him. He never counted me out while I went against His will. I was never given up on even when I gave up on myself. His love and faith in me never died.
"Since my epiphany, I have been on a wholehearted journey to reach You. It has been amazing! I have enjoyed nothing more than letting You in my heart. All my trust, faith, and love I surrender completely. Each day I see the beauty that surrounds me and I fall even more in love with You. You represent true beauty and grace! This is just the start of an extraordinary journey and I look forward to continuing it with You by my side. I want to live with a good and open heart. I want to understand everything about You so that I can gratefully accept all that You send my way. You are who I live for and strive to please. 'Forever my heart will sing of how great You are.'"
I leave you, my lovely reader, with my favorite performance of a song conveniently titled "True Love." This journey to finding God has led me to stumble upon this very gifted Christian musician by the name of Phil Wickham. I have been hooked for the past couple months! If you are not familiar with him, I sincerely urge you to listen; however, he is not everyone's cup of tea because of the type of music he sings. Just listen with an open heart and mind and be transformed. His passion and emotion in this performance is breathtaking! Oh and a little plug for Phil..."Heaven and Earth" releases on Nov. 17. It is an INCREDIBLE and BEAUTIFUL album!
Okay...you convinced me...I'll leave you with one more video. Here is a painfully gorgeous song titled "Heaven's Song." It is just one of the many amazing songs off his newest album. Enjoy!
Love and Blessings!
I had lived almost 22 years of a blessed life without ever really acknowledging the greatness of our Heavenly Father. How could I have been so blind? I selfishly accepted all the blessings but never gave Him anything in return. He sacrificed His world and His everything for my existence. He presented challenges and personal battles in order to make me a stronger person. He gave me His love and attention while I ignored Him. He never counted me out while I went against His will. I was never given up on even when I gave up on myself. His love and faith in me never died.
"Since my epiphany, I have been on a wholehearted journey to reach You. It has been amazing! I have enjoyed nothing more than letting You in my heart. All my trust, faith, and love I surrender completely. Each day I see the beauty that surrounds me and I fall even more in love with You. You represent true beauty and grace! This is just the start of an extraordinary journey and I look forward to continuing it with You by my side. I want to live with a good and open heart. I want to understand everything about You so that I can gratefully accept all that You send my way. You are who I live for and strive to please. 'Forever my heart will sing of how great You are.'"
I leave you, my lovely reader, with my favorite performance of a song conveniently titled "True Love." This journey to finding God has led me to stumble upon this very gifted Christian musician by the name of Phil Wickham. I have been hooked for the past couple months! If you are not familiar with him, I sincerely urge you to listen; however, he is not everyone's cup of tea because of the type of music he sings. Just listen with an open heart and mind and be transformed. His passion and emotion in this performance is breathtaking! Oh and a little plug for Phil..."Heaven and Earth" releases on Nov. 17. It is an INCREDIBLE and BEAUTIFUL album!
Okay...you convinced me...I'll leave you with one more video. Here is a painfully gorgeous song titled "Heaven's Song." It is just one of the many amazing songs off his newest album. Enjoy!
Love and Blessings!
Monday, September 21, 2009
A Peaceful Birth
Today I celebrate 22 years of life. Today I also celebrate 22 years of peace. For this 21st of September symbolizes something much greater than my birth, it marks the International Day of Peace. Find out more here: http://www.internationaldayofpeace.org/
We live in a world filled with so much violence, hate, and discrimination. If, as humans, we are supposed to be of the highest intelligence, then why is it all we can think about is war? Is this what God has put us on this Earth to do? Fight and kill in order to prove who is the bigger and better man? Life should not be an ongoing competition. Too many people walk around with egos the size of a million football fields on their shoulders. Is it worth killing our own brothers and sisters for? Enough is enough.
I dare you to let go of your pride, at least for today. Celebrate peace and learn to forgive. Forgive those who have wronged you, for you too have been forgiven. Embrace the world and all who inhabit it. Celebrate this day as we put down our guns and listen to the silence that accompanies it. Who knows, peace may be just what we've been searching for. Incorporate peace into your everyday life. This is my challenge to you.
Peace!
We live in a world filled with so much violence, hate, and discrimination. If, as humans, we are supposed to be of the highest intelligence, then why is it all we can think about is war? Is this what God has put us on this Earth to do? Fight and kill in order to prove who is the bigger and better man? Life should not be an ongoing competition. Too many people walk around with egos the size of a million football fields on their shoulders. Is it worth killing our own brothers and sisters for? Enough is enough.
I dare you to let go of your pride, at least for today. Celebrate peace and learn to forgive. Forgive those who have wronged you, for you too have been forgiven. Embrace the world and all who inhabit it. Celebrate this day as we put down our guns and listen to the silence that accompanies it. Who knows, peace may be just what we've been searching for. Incorporate peace into your everyday life. This is my challenge to you.
Peace!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Untitled
I am not an artist...I merely love the feel of a pencil in my hand with a simple, blank piece of white paper in front of me. The sight of a fresh canvas acts as a gateway to expression. Left with a wandering mind, I create what I feel. No rule as to what is right and what is wrong. No guidelines to follow except for the groovy grooves paved by the permanent sulci of my brain. I can make the impossible, possible; the insane, sane; the ordinary, extraordinary. Marrying two colors together, that would otherwise choose to be divorced, until they form a perfect union. The colors speak for themselves, expressing anger, peace, solitude, fear, bliss, and gratitude.
I am not a musician...I merely love expression and storytelling through the melodies that resonate from an instrument. Sitting at the piano, transferring the energy from my fingertips to the ivory keys. Close your eyes and strike a key, a whole new world is awakened. Instruments, whether they be a piano or guitar or drums, sacrifice themselves as punching bags. They allow you to bring your frustration and create something the world has never heard. They stay still as you write, compose, and transcribe until all your harmonious thoughts have been thoroughly engraved into the soul of the instrument and have left it feeling like it has just gone through a round in the boxing ring. Music acts as the creator of our righteous feelings and emotions.
I am not a student...I only strive to expand my own knowledge. Learn the ways of our society and the earth. Expand my mind and broaden my horizon so that I may help pave the path for others. Absorb the stories that the wise are willing to tell so that I may become the storyteller.
I am not a lover, admirer, friend, or hero...I only strive to practice selflessness and gratitude. To be there in the moment that someone needs me; to lend an ear to listen; to lend a mouth with which to speak; to lend a hand to hold. The purpose for my existence is to raise others up. It is my duty to observe and fully appreciate the beauty that surrounds every cell in our bodies. I must find the beauty in the ugly, capture it, decipher it, and acknowledge it. I must value the natural beauty of the trees, rivers, and mountains in order to understand my own presence.
I am not an artist, musician, student, lover, admirer, friend, or hero. I am merely a being, a soul. I exist to learn to appreciate and to understand what has been so generously provided to us on this planet. I can only take advantage of these marvelous opportunities. There is no true title that can be placed on an individual. We are only human. I am only human...I am untitled.
I am not a musician...I merely love expression and storytelling through the melodies that resonate from an instrument. Sitting at the piano, transferring the energy from my fingertips to the ivory keys. Close your eyes and strike a key, a whole new world is awakened. Instruments, whether they be a piano or guitar or drums, sacrifice themselves as punching bags. They allow you to bring your frustration and create something the world has never heard. They stay still as you write, compose, and transcribe until all your harmonious thoughts have been thoroughly engraved into the soul of the instrument and have left it feeling like it has just gone through a round in the boxing ring. Music acts as the creator of our righteous feelings and emotions.
I am not a student...I only strive to expand my own knowledge. Learn the ways of our society and the earth. Expand my mind and broaden my horizon so that I may help pave the path for others. Absorb the stories that the wise are willing to tell so that I may become the storyteller.
I am not a lover, admirer, friend, or hero...I only strive to practice selflessness and gratitude. To be there in the moment that someone needs me; to lend an ear to listen; to lend a mouth with which to speak; to lend a hand to hold. The purpose for my existence is to raise others up. It is my duty to observe and fully appreciate the beauty that surrounds every cell in our bodies. I must find the beauty in the ugly, capture it, decipher it, and acknowledge it. I must value the natural beauty of the trees, rivers, and mountains in order to understand my own presence.
I am not an artist, musician, student, lover, admirer, friend, or hero. I am merely a being, a soul. I exist to learn to appreciate and to understand what has been so generously provided to us on this planet. I can only take advantage of these marvelous opportunities. There is no true title that can be placed on an individual. We are only human. I am only human...I am untitled.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Taken Back To The Basics
We take so many things for granted in this world that we live in. After all....we're only human. After over a month away from my apartment, I return to find that hot water has fled. The transition from the turning of the faucet from the blue "C" to the red "H" is uniform. For once, I see these mere opposites as alikes. Opting to not shower in the icicles which fall from the showerhead, I revert back to the old times. Heating water in a pot so that I may feel some warmth. Carefully concocting a mixture of hot and cold water to find the perfect temperature. Soon enough, it has taken me twice as long to get through a simple shower.
Hot water...I express my gratitude to you. For being there to save me time; for being there to provide me warmth. You have been another small reminder to show appreciation and not take anything for granted.
Hot water...I express my gratitude to you. For being there to save me time; for being there to provide me warmth. You have been another small reminder to show appreciation and not take anything for granted.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Grateful For This New Experience
Hello Blog World! I greet you on this exciting day with sincerity and joy! Well, the whole reason for starting this blog is so that I could have a template on which I could answer the intense questions of Cafe Gratitude. I've been following the raw cafe's questions for awhile now and decided it's time to share my gratitude with the blog world, whether 1 person sees it, 768.5 people see it, or a koala sees it.
So, this first blog comes to you as a response, not to Cafe Gratitude but, to the Gratitude Cafe Tour team. Musician, Jason Mraz, and his team ask: What inspires you and what it is you love about your community? And tell us: How does Love express as You in the world?
Here is my response:
Oh, Gratitude Lovers!
You've asked some deep questions that can only be backed up with deep, abstracted answers. Sorry I could not find the short version, so the extended version will have to do for the time being. Enjoy!
Inspiration can take on multiple roles in it's purpose to inspire. Perhaps the most inspiring definition is "divine guidance or influence exerted directly on the mind and soul of humankind." The mind is what really inspires. In life, we can witness a medical miracle, hear an uplifting melody, smell the captivating fragrance of a rose, and "touch" someone emotionally. It is apparent that these all inspire; however, we are just using our God-given senses. We must transmit and decode these experiences to find the hidden divinity of each. The mind has the power to process and pinpoint the inspiration that each of our senses find. It sifts out the anger, sadness, and failure to leave that shimmer of inspiration. The complex mechanisms of the mind and soul are where I derive inspiration from.
Love leaves behind the trials and tribulations of the past. It disregards discrimination of all shapes, sizes, colors, and matter. Love acknowledges the "homeless" man at the local intersection; the stray cat at your garbage can; the lonely yellow leaf amongst the green ones; the single bead of sweat rolling down your cheek with all of the sun's energy stored inside; the bright red core of the watermelon in the garden; and the solidarity provided by the depth of the night sky. Love finds admiration and joy in that wrong chord belting from the piano; the out of tune hum from the violin; the harmonious strum, strum, strum of the guitar; the devastating double fault in a tennis match; the finger's ache after a long day of bouldering; and the off-center eyes in your drawing. How does Love express as me in the world? In just this way. Love loves everything and has no boundaries.
My community is comfortable and familiar. Everywhere a familiar face with a curious soul. Looking around it's easy to tell the climbers from the basketball players, the yogaists from the hip hoppers, and the science majors from the music majors. I love that my community is small and inviting. Hidden between organically paved trails for hiking and rivers exisiting solely to sooth the soul with it's calm streaming water, my community is a great escape from the worries and stress of the city. Everyone willing to help and give back, from the food bank to the local co-op where their small selection of organic items is provided with a great force of love. I love my community!
Thanks for this wonderful first experience, Blog World!
~ T
So, this first blog comes to you as a response, not to Cafe Gratitude but, to the Gratitude Cafe Tour team. Musician, Jason Mraz, and his team ask: What inspires you and what it is you love about your community? And tell us: How does Love express as You in the world?
Here is my response:
Oh, Gratitude Lovers!
You've asked some deep questions that can only be backed up with deep, abstracted answers. Sorry I could not find the short version, so the extended version will have to do for the time being. Enjoy!
Inspiration can take on multiple roles in it's purpose to inspire. Perhaps the most inspiring definition is "divine guidance or influence exerted directly on the mind and soul of humankind." The mind is what really inspires. In life, we can witness a medical miracle, hear an uplifting melody, smell the captivating fragrance of a rose, and "touch" someone emotionally. It is apparent that these all inspire; however, we are just using our God-given senses. We must transmit and decode these experiences to find the hidden divinity of each. The mind has the power to process and pinpoint the inspiration that each of our senses find. It sifts out the anger, sadness, and failure to leave that shimmer of inspiration. The complex mechanisms of the mind and soul are where I derive inspiration from.
Love leaves behind the trials and tribulations of the past. It disregards discrimination of all shapes, sizes, colors, and matter. Love acknowledges the "homeless" man at the local intersection; the stray cat at your garbage can; the lonely yellow leaf amongst the green ones; the single bead of sweat rolling down your cheek with all of the sun's energy stored inside; the bright red core of the watermelon in the garden; and the solidarity provided by the depth of the night sky. Love finds admiration and joy in that wrong chord belting from the piano; the out of tune hum from the violin; the harmonious strum, strum, strum of the guitar; the devastating double fault in a tennis match; the finger's ache after a long day of bouldering; and the off-center eyes in your drawing. How does Love express as me in the world? In just this way. Love loves everything and has no boundaries.
My community is comfortable and familiar. Everywhere a familiar face with a curious soul. Looking around it's easy to tell the climbers from the basketball players, the yogaists from the hip hoppers, and the science majors from the music majors. I love that my community is small and inviting. Hidden between organically paved trails for hiking and rivers exisiting solely to sooth the soul with it's calm streaming water, my community is a great escape from the worries and stress of the city. Everyone willing to help and give back, from the food bank to the local co-op where their small selection of organic items is provided with a great force of love. I love my community!
Thanks for this wonderful first experience, Blog World!
~ T
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