Meditate

Meditate
Meditate.
Live purely. Be quiet.
Do your work with mastery.
Like the moon, come out
from behind the clouds!
Shine
  

Jun, 15 2010     119 chars (1 sms)     3216 views       Inspirational

more Inspirational SMS Messages

We always spend our lives thinking that what we deserve from others, so mostly our relations got hurt,

lets spend our lives thinking

"What others deserv from us"

this will make our lives too much easier to spend. Try it
The test of courage comes when we are in the minority.

And

The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority
If An Egg Is Broken Due 2 OUTSIDE Force Inside Life END''s

If It Breaks Frm Inside Life Begins

GREAT Things Alwys Begin Frm Inside
Just a thought
That you need to host.
Never fear at all
What you fear the most.

Attack fears head on.
Do not avoid, nor swerve.
For it will only restrict
What you deserve.

The risk of hurt
Is just a game of chance.
If you fear the music
You will never dance.

If failure has given you
Bitter taste and tears,
Remember, God loves your faith,
Satan loves your fears.
In every crisis there is a message.
Crises are nature''s way of forcing change--
breaking down old structures,
shaking loose negative habits
so that something new and better
can take their place.
life is not a reharsal
each day is a new show
no repeat
no rewind
give ur best shot in all acts.

cuz even if u dont..the show will go on
Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches
cannot.

In your soul are infinitely precious things
that cannot be taken from you.”
Two Things Indicate WEAKNESS..
One To Be Silent When It Is Proper Time To Speak..
Second To Speak When It Is Proper Time To Be Silent.
When you are in light, everything will follow you......
But when you enter dark, Even your shadow will not follow you......

BeIng Urself . . . Stop Relying Others
Always Smile
Because
Our Faces Are
The Best Billboards
Where The Ads Of Life
Are Seen ... :)
DEFEAT Is NOT When You
Fall Down..

It Is When You Refuse
To Get Up...!

~ Alexander,The Great.
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry