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*PURPOSE*

Ever stand real still next to a bubbling  ‘stream’  or lean against a  ‘tree’?

You can sense a definite  ‘purpose’  there because everything in  ‘nature’  has a plan and you can almost feel it at work.

The same for a  ‘human being’  if they would only be still inside long enough to  ‘listen’  for it.

Seems that the  first half’   of  life is  ‘blown’   spending a fortune we don’t even have.  The  ‘second half’  is ‘saving’  a lost than found treasure, the most valuable of all.

If you’ve done alot of living……you cease being an authority.

 

Author: Elaine Neihardt Smith                        www.motionOsis.com

 

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*LIFE Is For The LIVING*

What a wonderful thing called  LIFE  that comes but  ONCE  in the form of your own lifetime.

The wonders of  LIVING  are thriving all around you and what great pity if they be ignored.

A ‘city’ becomes a ‘robot’ because of its independence of one another.  The ‘country’ has a ‘heart’ that reaches out and touches all its dwellings as if they were under one roof.

To be in contact with  NATURE  brings more of ourselves to the surface which otherwise would be isolated or smothered.

The simple ‘basic things’ are still the ‘surviving things’ that must be expressed or starvation sets in creating the need and desire for substitutes.

Living  POSITIVELY  demands increased alertness and awareness in the ‘preparations of things.’  To strive towards any goal and stumble or fall,  is a far difference to careless blundering which paves the way down a negative path.

This ‘world’ is an  INVESTMENT  which adds or subtracts to our own ends.

The FINE  ART of  LIVING  requires our own CONTRIBUTION  of  SELF  in its entirety.

Author/Elaine Neihardt Smith            www.motionOsis.com

 

 

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*FRIENDS And FANTASY* Come In The Darndest Pkgs!

FINS…FEATHERS…FOUR  LEGGEDS…&  TWO  LEGGEDS  TOO?

I SIT HERE in the middle of a forest where woods and streams surround me.  The overwhelming growth consumes me as my limitations in perceiving things frantically attempt to make an immediate capture.

I BEGIN naming things.  That’s a leaf…a branch…a tree…a brook…the sky.  Time and again I catch myself,   for to look at that same flower without any name,   I begin to see miniature worlds of wonder.

Once merely a rock riddled with algae,   now becomes a moss covered palace of velvet green splendor.  The trees become instruments of a mighty orchestra.  The streams and brooks become the voice of a thundering chorus.  The sky becomes maestro in shading and lighting.

I STAND in the middle of civilization with a busy metropolis surrounding me.  I find myself thinking…buildings…traffic…people.

When I LOOK AGAIN,  buildings become variations of fascinating form,  traffic becomes a symbol of our threatening yet ever changing norm.

Instead of seeing people,  I SEE individual persons.  Masses of gender suddenly appear in likeness of one another yet difference in character.  When I look very closely,  I see in one single human form all the combinations of these masses in miniature.

Males look like females who look like males and females look like males who look like females.

I see with amazement how this very sight models the schools of fish in the ocean,  each looking different yet resembling the other.  I can see in birds,  plants and animals,  themselves as relatives to the WHOLE SCHEME of things.

Everywhere I go I see reflections of myself and others.  I am warmed by the statement “humans are created equal”  yet I am cooled by the devastating ‘hole’ it has left in the WHOLE of humankind.  We are created equal ONLY in the way that we are equipped with the same basic tools,  WE  ARE  NOT  EQUALS  IN  THE  WAY  IN  WHICH  WE  USE  THEM.

Author/Elaine Neihardt Smith            www.motionOsis.com

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“NATURE”

Off into the distance I look to see,  the height, breadth and depth of thee.  Thine eyes scaling the highest peak,  only begins the search I seek.

Across the mighty plains I scan,  seeming more the wonderment in his plan.

Below the valleys dip and curve,  bearing quiet knowledge that they too serve.

These moments shared of brief pleasures,  touch upon another of life’s treasures.

I listen to the stillness……feel the presence of the bigness out there,  like the softness of a whisper, speaks the silence everywhere.

Comes suddenly this feeling  welling up within,  filling any emptiness that has ever been.

Again,  tuned in oneness with all nature has to bear,  shows the purpose and its meaning that a human must share.

Author:  Elaine Neihardt Smith            www.motionOsis.com

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FRIENDS and FANTASY Come In The Darndest Pkgs!

FINS…FEATHERS…FOUR LEGGEDS…& Two Leggeds TOO?

I SIT HERE  in the middle of a forest where woods and streams surround me. The overwhelming growth consumes me as my limitations in perceiving things frantically attempt to make an immediate capture.

I begin naming things. That’s a leaf…a branch…a tree…a brook…the sky. Time and again I catch myself, for to look at that same flower without any name, I begin to see miniature worlds of wonder.

Once merely a rock riddled with algae, now becomes a moss covered palace of velvet green splendor. The trees become instruments of a mighty orchestra. The streams and brooks become the voice of a thundering chorus. The sky becomes maestro in shading and lighting.

I STAND  in the middle of civilization with a busy metropolis surrounding me. I find myself thinking…buildings…traffic…people.

When I look again, buildings become variations of fascinating form, traffic becomes a symbol of our threatening yet ever changing norm.

Instead of seeing people, I see individual persons. Masses of gender suddenly appear in likeness of one another yet difference in character. When I look very closely, I see in one single human form all the combinations of these masses in miniature.

Males look like females who look like males and females look like males who look like females.

I see with amazement how this very sight models the schools of fish in the ocean, each looking different yet resembling the other. I can see in birds, plants and animals, themselves as relatives to the ‘whole scheme’ of things.

Everywhere I go I see reflections of myself and others.  I am warmed by the statement  ‘humans are created equal’ yet I am cooled by the devastating ‘hole’ it has left in the WHOLE of humankind. We are created equal ONLY in the way that we are equipped with the same basic tools, we are not equals in the way in which we use them.   Authored By Lane   www.motionOsis.com

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