Things That Make Me Smile!


Things (animals & people too!) That Make Me Smile

SMILES! ID-100245974Smiles make me smile.

HUGS! th (1) Hugs make me smile.

BABIES! th (3)    Babies make me smile.

DOGS & CATS! 13082585_507760832756410_2408853180560965243_n  Dogs & cats make me smile.

TRUCKS! 0808dp_02_z+custom_big_rig_truck_show+1990_peterbilt  Really cool trucks make me smile.

CLOWNS! ID-10031710Clowns make me smile.

FLOWERS! th (4)  Flowers make me smile.

THIS POST!  images (7)   This post made me smile.




Dany Lizeth Artwork Collection

Dany Lizeth, an 18-year-old artist from Mexico, sets a great example
for everyone who is young, talented and ambitious.

Please note that the copyrights for these artworks remain entirely with the artist
Dany Lizeth Leon



A Water Fairy


A Kiss




The Earth Element




A Snowy Owl


King’s Soul


  • Photographs by Dany Lizeth

The Invitation

This poem is an excerpt from the book, “The Invitation (1999)”, by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Oriah is a spiritual counselor and story teller among other things. This poem offers an invitation to every single one of us to “show up” in the universe. She reminds us that we do not serve the universe by being small. Rather, we serve the universe by making the most out of our lives.

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesnt interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon…
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

– By Oriah Mountain Dreamer



Still I Rise

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Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

– Maya Angelou

Inspirational Quotes #1


No matter the degree of our formal education, our age or our experiences, it can always be beneficial to our spiritual, mental, and  humanitarian maturity and wisdom to draw inspiration from some of the greatest and most insightful minds – past and present.
















Videos That Inspire Reflection #1

This is the first in a series of posts of videos which I find profound, educational and/or about issues that are, in my humble opinion, important to spread the word about. If you have any suggestions for future such posts, include a link to the video in your comment. Your feedback is very welcome.




Jon Jorgenson


Cameron Russell: Looks aren’t everything. Believe me, I’m a model.


Lizzie Velasquez – The World’s Ugliest Woman