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    Growing old is not for the squeamish, someone once said. How right that person was. And yet, there's the return into our true home ahead. I am certainly looking forward to it, but that doesn't mean I am wishing the rest of my present lifetime away.
    Who Is Blind?
    The one who is unable to perceive another world.
    Who is dumb?
    The one who cannot speak a kind and loving word at the right moment.
    Who is poor?
    The one who is plagued by too many desires.
    Who is rich?
    The one whose heart is contented.

    Anon.


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    Looking At The Bright Side



    Fed up and disenchanted with himself and his life and feeling thoroughly sorry for himself, a man was sitting in his study. After a moment or two of contemplation, he picked up a pen and started to write: ‘I had surgery last year during which my gall bladder was removed. Because of the operation I had to stay in bed for a long time. I was approaching the age of sixty in the same year and was disappointed that after having spent thirty years of my life in a publishing company and done well for them, I was asked to retire to make room for a younger person. This meant giving up my favourite job. During that year my father died and my son failed his medical exam, because he had been involved in a car accident and spent several days in a hospital bed with a cast on his foot. The car was a write-off. Ah, what a miserable year!’

    If only the man had known that he was going through his second Saturn return, and that with it the time had come for clearing out the things that were no longer of any use in his life. Be that as it may, later that day his wife came to see him and found him looking sad and lost in thought. For some time she had been watching how he was sinking ever deeper into a mood of despondency and depression. Standing behind him she read his notes. An idea came to her and she silently left the room. But after a while she returned with a sheet of paper, which she placed by the side of what her husband’s notes.

    The woman had recently consulted the Great Mother of all life, the wise one within her, and asked: ‘What can I do to help my husband?’ It was the Mother’s love and wisdom that guided the wife’s hand and thoughts when she wrote:

    ‘Last year I finally got rid of a gall bladder that had caused me many years of discomfort and pain. In the same year I turned sixty-five. I am of sound health and having retired from my job, I can now use more of my time to compose the master novels I have always dreamed I would write one day. They are going to be stories that have purpose and meaning, because I am now much more focussed and at peace.

    ‘After having lived to the ripe old age of ninety-five without needing to depend on others or suffering from any serious illnesses, in that same year my father passed into the world of light. Reunited with my mother, he is sure to be exploring his new home now and enjoying its greater freedom. I look forward to seeing them again in due course. If I last as long as my father did, I have another thirty-five years before me. It’s up to me whether I spend them unhappily dwelling on the things that once were, or whether I make them into the most happy and creative time of my life.

    ‘It is true, it was also the year my car was a complete write-off. However, the main thing is that our son is alive and has survived the accident without disabilities. All in all, I think the year passed well and when looked at in the right way, it has brought many blessings into my life, for which I give thanks and praise to the Highest.’

    The ability to see the bright side of all our experiences is one of the finest and rewarding art forms Earth life has to offer. And if we but take a closer look at our lives, there is always something to be thankful for. Being grateful for the many gifts the Universe bestows upon us at any given moment fills our whole being with a sense of fulfilment, happiness and the goodness of life.

    Count your garden by the flowers,
    Never by the leaves that fall.
    Count your joys by golden hours,
    Never when life’s worries call.

    Count your days by smiles, not tears,
    And when birthdays come around,
    Count your age by friends, not years,
    And the gifts of love you’ve found.




    Who Is Blind?
    The one who is unable to perceive another world.
    Who is dumb?
    The one who cannot speak a kind and loving word at the right moment.
    Who is poor?
    The one who is plagued by too many desires.
    Who is rich?
    The one whose heart is contented.

    Anon.


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    Growing Older



    What we value most in life,
    The years may change, somehow.
    What once seemed so important,
    May not matter to us, now.
    For over time, we learn and grow,
    And find, as we’ve matured,
    The things that mean the most to us
    Are those that have endured.

    One of the best things about growing older
    Is that we learn to appreciate
    The important things in life,
    Like peace of mind,
    A sense of fulfilment,
    And the caring of those we hold dear.

    Emily Matthews

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    Who Is Blind?
    The one who is unable to perceive another world.
    Who is dumb?
    The one who cannot speak a kind and loving word at the right moment.
    Who is poor?
    The one who is plagued by too many desires.
    Who is rich?
    The one whose heart is contented.

    Anon.


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    Gnome Sayings

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    Important facts to remember as you grow older:

    Death is the number one killer in the world.

    Life is sexually transmitted.

    Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

    Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day. Teach a person to use the Internet and they won’t bother you for weeks, months, maybe years.

    Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospital and dying of nothing.

    All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

    In the sixties people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

    Don’t worry about old age. It doesn’t last that long.

    Noam Sain

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    Who Is Blind?
    The one who is unable to perceive another world.
    Who is dumb?
    The one who cannot speak a kind and loving word at the right moment.
    Who is poor?
    The one who is plagued by too many desires.
    Who is rich?
    The one whose heart is contented.

    Anon.


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    Prayer For True Wisdom



    Lord, Thou knowest better than I know myself
    That I am growing older and will some day be old.
    Keep me from the fatal habit
    Of thinking I must say something
    On every subject and on every occasion.

    Release me from craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs.
    Make me thoughtful, but not moody,
    Helpful, but not bossy.
    With my vast store of wisdom,
    It seems a pity not to use it all,
    But Thou knowest, Lord,
    That I want a few friends left at the end.

    Keep my mind free from the endless recital of details.
    Give me wings to get to the point.
    Seal my lips on my aches and pains.
    They are increasing and the love of rehearsing them
    Is becoming ever sweeter, as the years go by.
    I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy
    The tales of others’ pains,
    But help me to endure them with patience.

    I dare not ask for improved memory,
    Only for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness,
    When my memory seems to clash with that of others.
    Teach me the glorious lesson
    That I could be mistaken, occasionally.
    Keep me reasonably sweet.
    I do not want to be a Saint,
    Some of them are so hard to live with,
    But a sour old person is
    One of the crowning works of the devil.

    Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places,
    And talents in unexpected people.
    And grant me, O Lord, the gift
    Of having the grace to tell them so.
    Amen

    A Nun’s Prayer
    From the Seventeenth Century

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    Who Is Blind?
    The one who is unable to perceive another world.
    Who is dumb?
    The one who cannot speak a kind and loving word at the right moment.
    Who is poor?
    The one who is plagued by too many desires.
    Who is rich?
    The one whose heart is contented.

    Anon.


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