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Keep on Dreaming

Still from the Alchemist here is another short story we need to learn from…

“In ancient Rome, at the time of Emperor Tiberius, there lived a good man who had two sons. One was in the military, and had been sent to the most distant regions of the empire. The other son was a poet, and delighted all of Rome with his beautiful verses. One night, the father had a dream. An angel appeared to him, and told him that the words of one of his sons would be learned and repeated throughout the world for all generations to come. The father woke from his dream grateful and crying, because life was generous, and had revealed to him something any father would be proud to know. Shortly thereafter, the father died as he tried to save a child who was about to be crushed by the wheels of a chariot. Since he had lived his entire life in a manner that was correct and fair, he went directly to heaven, where he met the angel that had appeared in his dream.

‘You were always a good man,’ the angel said to him. ‘You lived your life in a loving way, and died with dignity. I can now grant you any wish you desire.’

‘Life was good to me,’ the man said. ‘When you appeared in my dream, I felt that all my efforts had been rewarded, because my son’s poems will be read by men for generations to come. I don’t want anything for myself. But any father would be proud of the fame achieved by one whom he had cared for as a child, and educated as he grew up. Sometime in the distant future, I would like to see my son’s words.’

The angel touched the man’s shoulder, and they were both projected far into the future.

They were in an immense setting, surrounded by thousands of people speaking a strange language. The man wept with happiness.

‘I knew that my son’s poems were immortal,’ he said to the angel through his tears. ‘Can you please tell me which of my son’s poems these people are repeating?’

The angel came closer to the man, and, with tenderness, led him to a bench nearby, where they sat down.

‘The verses of your son who was the poet were very popular in Rome,’ the angel said. ‘Everyone loved them and enjoyed them. But when the reign of Tiberius ended, his poems were forgotten. The words you’re hearing now are those of your son in the military.’

The man looked at the angel in surprise.

‘Your son went to serve at a distant place, and became a centurion. He was just and good. One afternoon, one of his servants fell ill, and it appeared that he would die. Your son had heard of a rabbi who was able to cure illnesses, and he rode out for days and days in search of this man.

Along the way, he learned that the man he was seeking was the Son of God. He met others who had been cured by him, and they instructed your son in the man’s teachings. And so, despite the fact that he was a Roman centurion, he converted to their faith. Shortly thereafter, he reached the place where the man he was looking for was visiting. He told the man that one of his servants was gravely ill, and the rabbi made ready to go to his house with him. But the centurion was a man of faith, and, looking into the eyes of the rabbi, he knew that he was surely in the presence of the Son of God. And this is what your son said, the angel told the man. These are the words he said to the rabbi at that point, and they have never been forgotten: “My Lord, I am not worthy that you should come under my roof. But only speak a word and my servant will be healed.”

What can we learn from this?

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Wise Words from The Alchemist

“…before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams. Master the lessons we’ve learned as we’ve moved toward that dream. That’s the point at which most people give up. It’s the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one dies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.’

“Every search begins with beginner’s luck. And every search ends with the victor’s being severely tested.”

“Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him. We, people’s hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for them—the path to their destinies, and to happiness. Most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place. “So, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We never stop speaking out, but we begin to hope that our words won’t be heard: we don’t want people to suffer because they don’t follow their hearts.”

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.”

“Because I don’t live in either my past or my future. I’m interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you’ll be a happy man. You’ll see that there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the human race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we’re living right now.”

“Everything on earth is being continuously transformed, because the earth is alive… and it has a soul. We are part of that soul, so we rarely recognize that it is working for us.

“We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it’s our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the same hand.”

“When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision.”

“It’s what you have always wanted to accomplish. Everyone, when they are young, knows what their destiny is.At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible. They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize their destiny. It’s a force that appears to be negative, but actually shows you how to realize your destiny. It prepares your spirit and your will, because there is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it’s because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It’s your mission on earth.”

“It’s this: that at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what’s happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That’s the world’s greatest lie.”

It’s the simple things in life that are the most extraordinary; only wise men are able to understand them.

It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting,

‘Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.’

“No matter what he does, every person on earth plays a central role in the history of the world. And normally he doesn’t know it.”

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Why are we always blaming the devil for negative forces, mishaps and bad luck in our lives?

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Secret of Happiness

Today i begin another category in my blog…short stories. As a book addict i’ve read so many and there never lacks a story within a story in them that inspires my daily life. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho is one amazing book that am currently reading and that review will be up soon. However, there is one short story a king told Santiago about finding happiness, and here it goes:

“A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived.

“Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesmen came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world. The wise man conversed with everyone, and the boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given the man’s attention.

“The wise man listened attentively to the boy’s explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn’t have time just then to explain the secret of happiness. He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours.

” ‘Meanwhile, I want to ask you to do something,’ said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. ‘As you wander around, carry this spoon with you without allowing the oil to spill.’

“The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the palace, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was.

” ‘Well,’ asked the wise man, ‘did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in my dining hall? Did you see the garden that it took the master gardener ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?’

“The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only

concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man had entrusted to him.

” ‘Then go back and observe the marvels of my world,’ said the wise man. ‘You cannot trust a man if you don’t know his house.’

“Relieved, the boy picked up the spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all of the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen.

” ‘But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you?’ asked the wise man.

“Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone.

” ‘Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you,’ said the wisest of wise men.

‘The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.’ “

Like the wise man, all i can say is that as you explore the world never forget your destiny or purpose in this life. Make it worth living and above all choose to be happy no matter the circumstances.

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Zoe: Earthen Witch World Shorts #2

“You will forget everything that happened here tonight, except for the knowledge that you turned into a witch. You’re going to forget about me. You’re going to research power to develop yours. Grow stronger. And when it’s time, i’ll find you again.”

Am so excited to have bloggers who are writers in my following list and am trying my best to read everyone’s book out here in this blogosphere. Sarah Doughty happens to be one amazing writer obsessed with fantasy and paranormal events that is well depicted in her writing. When i started reading Zoe my mind was carried away into the real picture and i felt like i was in the series Witches of east end and  Secret Circle.

She brings out the characters of witches, their various magics, auras that represent their feelings and the witch world is never complete without a grimoire that is passed from one generation to another. More so, Sarah tries to bring out a combo that is rare even in the movies; a werewolf leaving amidst witches. Shadow is one character who found himself protecting Connor, a witch who was to be devoured by the pack. On the other hand, Connor found Zoe. Hey, is German the language used by most witches? I never knew that.

However, Zoe is not your ordinary witch but she is categorized as Others– hunted for sport and other dark witches killed her likes for power. When she transitioned she never knew anything as her entire family had gone missing one after the other. Graham Abernathy was Zoe’s mate but a dark witch who was after her power who knew all of her whereabouts through the connection they had.

Events unfold in this book when Graham shows up and bribes Zoe to undo a spell cast on him by her grandmother in exchange for her surviving family, Emily-her sister and to secure Connor and Shadow’s safety. Not knowing that it is a prank, Zoe tries her level best to siphon power to make her stronger while making her own spells. Connor is not pleased with this turn of events as Zoe’s lover and guard; who even after assuring to shelter her, she goes her own way.

Danger looms when Zoe kills the darkest witch and she turns to dark.  How everything else turns out to be is the place to be.