Friday, October 22, 2004


Some people do not have to search, they find their niche early in life and rest there, seemingly contented and resigned.
They do not seem to ask much of life, sometimes they do not seem to take it seriously.
At times, I envy them, but usually I do not understand them.
Seldom do they understand me.

I am one of the searchers.
There are, I believe, millions of us. We're not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand.
We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty.
We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well.
Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know — unless it is to share our laughter.

We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.
Most of all we want to love and be loved.
We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison wall; that will take us for what little we have to give.
These are thoughts for wanderers, dreamers and lovers, of men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful.
These are thoughts for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.

From "There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves"

by James Kavanaugh

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

A man thinketh and his life appears

You are the thinker of your thoughts and as such you are the maker of yourself and condition. Thought is causal and creative, and appears in your character and life in the form of results. There are no accidents in your life. Both its harmonies and antagonisms are the responsive echoes of your thoughts. A man thinks, and his life appears...You are today where your thoughts have brought you; you will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you

A Man Thinketh, James Allen

Thursday, October 07, 2004

Why we are always short of time

"With 11 pieces of clothing there are 39,916,800 ways of getting dressed.
Trying out one method every minute would take 76 years of life"
Edward de Bono