“Every moment of life … is more or less of a turning-point. Opportunities are swarming around us all the time, thicker than gnats at sundown.”1. So wrote nineteenth century American educator and clergyman Henry Van Dyke.
How to know which way to turn? And, are we really free to choose any opportunity?
Womanhood is wholeness and full of bliss. It is a blessed idea and reflection of the divine. And, when understood spiritually, it goes beyond one’s gender. It is an idea, divinely protected and cherished.
While many women dream of becoming a happy bride some day, one particular book on Spirituality and Health describes the concept of BRIDE as follows:
“BRIDE. Purity and innocence, conceiving man in the idea of God; a sense of Soul, which has spiritual bliss and enjoys but cannot suffer” (Science and Health, with Key to the Scriptures; by Mary Baker Eddy)
There is a difference between the brain and the mind. One very obvious difference is that the brain is a physical organ, while the mind is intangible and inorganic. The crucial consequence of this difference is that thought is a mental, rather than a physically dependent activity. Many wrongly assume that the mind resides vaguely in the head region, somewhere beneath the skull. It is therefore wrong to say for instance ‘Think! Use your brain.’ The brain cannot think.
Estaba en el aeropuerto, volviendo de un viaje a Albuquerque, Nuevo México, cuando vi una tienda con lindas piezas de arte y cosas muy interesantes. Entré, y compré unas cositas que me gustaron mucho, incluso un libro escrito por el Dr. Wayne Peate, un médico que estudió en Dartmouth y Harvard y hoy es profesor de medicina y salud pública de la Universidad de Arizona, en Tucson.
For many, John Coltrane is one of the great American jazz saxophonists and composers. He pushed jazz into new realms during the 1950s and 60s, playing with the likes of Thelonious Monk and Miles Davis. What perhaps is not so well known is how he kicked heroin addiction cold turkey and attributed his transformation to a spiritual awakening and the “grace of God.”
Soon after departing Houston International Airport we hit turbulence. Severe turbulence. The pilot came on to warn that because we had to pass through a storm front the rough ride would last another 30 minutes. But not to worry. “Think of it as a car traveling on a bumpy road,” he said. “Unfortunately, it’s jostling, but the plane is in no danger from it.” I’d heard this reassurance before, but for the woman sitting across the aisle from me it must have been a first — a big first. She sighed with relief. The white-knuckle grip of worry was gone.
A concentration camp might be an unusual place to realize your life purpose. Yet, Viktor Frankl survived his ordeal in the 1940s by finding a sense of purpose where he was. Simply to be able to choose his own attitude and to love, became his reason for living.
Interestingly, Frankl survived when many of his fellow prisoners did not. He found that those in the camp who lost a sense of meaning and purpose just gave up.
Feeling down-in the-dumps is not uncommon. But when dejection strikes, it’s time to fire-up your “thought-burners”, experience that mental lift-off which allows your spirits to rise, and mentally soar above despondency. Such action is good for your health.
Let your thought rise.
Four colorful hot air balloons hovered over the Melbourne Cricket Ground. From my 20th floor room, I watched them soar upward and away with effortless ease. This reminded me how to rise out of gloom when our spirits nose-dive.
The South Korean Ferry Tragedy: A Way Out of the Grief
By Ingrid Peschke
There are no adequate words to describe the deep grief of the families who lost loved ones on the South Korean ferry that suddenly capsized on April 16. Sadly, most of the 476 passengers on board were high school students who were en route to a field trip on the holiday island of Jeju. More than 300 of those passengers perished.
“One day, about four weeks after our first appointment, my supply of tranquilizers was very low, and I felt desperate. The psychiatrist had already refused to give me more than my allotted amount. So I decided to visit some new doctors to see if I could get additional prescriptions. I planned to pretend that I had no other doctor, and that I’d never taken tranquilizers before.”