“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” maryanne williamson

Spirit of Man, Rise Up and Proclaim, Hosanna in the Highest

The thirst of man unquenchable,

Tarries but not a day,

The thought of poised and rested soul,

Remains impossible until decay!

We run and squirm our whole lives through,

But oft have lost our way,

The spirit of God, through His Son,

Tortured, thorned and crucified;

Our sin-debt He did pay.

Through crowning resurrection,

With Holy Spirit,

A road for salvation, eternal,

He surely did not delay!

Humility and obedience

Can scarcely begin to repay.

To glorify and praise His name,

Our heart sings forth, Hosanna!

And heavenly angels on harps and lyres,

With majesty and joyful celebration

Doth play!

And in God's celestial grace and mercy,

His loving arms for us He gives, to lay.

© Win Lubin 2010, all rights reserved

love is in the air!

love is in the air, graceful and tender, warm and full of splendor

the leaves, embraced by the gentle breezes, flutter themselves

to and fro, providing the balm of shade for the verdant grass below.

upon my lap you lay your sweet head, perfumed hair in delicate repose,

sweet lips lusciously translucent in the golden sun's smile.

earth grasps the sky pliant and sacred, in its arms. the clouds hide the

tears of angels, who weep for hearts broken, and those waiting to be

mended. God's holy spirit is the source of all love, all hope, all redemption.

our own beating heart knows the joy of the beat of another's

caress. soft dew upon the hills, and moving waters, for dreams to

sail away carrying with them the message of peace and soft sighs.

breath of love, breathe and be touched by His love! --win 02.14.2010

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lovely day, saturday, tis but a moment in the hour of your life day,

freedom day, laugh in the hay day, purge your soul day to

fill with laughter day, choose the rhythm of your mind day,

tell a friend you love them day,

place a rose between your lover's lips day,

hold a baby to smile and lullaby day,

it's a cheerful and wonderful dance day,

to praise our Heavenly Father day,

this day and every day! --win 02.13.2010

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the peace of winter

the peace of winter is here...quietude blankets the pale skies, as the sun silently, almost secretly, fades in the west, delicate golden and silver in its gentle splendor. as the horizon sets in cosmic motion, stripes of white and wisps of lavender band across in soft sedimentary illusion.

when the air is still and my ears have only silence to rest against, my heart finds its path and is drawn to our Heavenly Father, without clutter of senseless continuous noise that so occupies the menagerie humanity tirelessly brings upon itself.

cool, clean, soothing crystalline snow glows mysteriously as night appears, and the hush and stillness of winter's embrace soothes the soul, calms the mind, as the mother of pearl moon dances and laughs with the chorus of clouds, until dawn awakens the world to yet another day. set sail and dream your dreams into reality.

--win lubin 02.15.2010

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there is no time like now!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qvQOBYKcV0

Depuis le jour où je me suis donnée,
(Since the day I gave myself,)
toute fleurie semble ma destinée.
(my fate seems all in flower.)
Je crois rêver sous un ciel de féerie,
(I seem to be dreaming beneath a fairy sky,)
l'âme encore grisée
(my soul still enraptured)
de ton premier baiser!
(by that very first kiss!)
Quelle belle vie!
(What a wonderful life!)
Mon rêve n'était pas un rêve!
(My dream was not a dream!)
Ah! je suis heureuse!
(Oh! I am so happy!)
L'amour étend sur moi ses ailes!
(Love spreads its wings over me!)
Au jardin de mon coeur
(In the garden of my heart)
chante une joie nouvelle!
(a new joy sings!)
Tout vibre,
(Everything resonates,)
tout se réjouit de mon triomphe!
(everything rejoices in my triumph!)
Autour de moi tout est sourire,
(About me all is smiles,)
lumiére et joie!
(light and happiness!)
Et je tremble délicieusement
(And I tremble deliciously)
Au souvenir charmant
(at the delightful memory)
Du premier jour
(of the first day)
D'amour!
(of love!)
Quelle belle vie!
(What a glorious life!)
Ah! je suis heureuse! trop heureuse...
(Oh, how happy I am! Too happy!...)
Et je tremble délicieusement
(And I tremble deliciously)
Au souvenir charmant
(at the delightful memory)
Du premier jour
(of the first day)
D'amour!
(of love!)

--from the opera Louise by Gustave Charpentier (1900)

laughter is the music of the soul!

laughter is the music of the soul! the power of a smile, and its impact on those giving and receiving one, is beyond measure--a shared experience like no other! the joy of a good laugh comes from deep within us--authentic laughter is spontaneously infectious, lacks all self-edit, self-conscious review, and gives the body a marvelous workout! i look for opportunities to laugh and share smiles, each and every day--not to do so leaves me empty and in someway disconnected from humanity! take time to laugh and smile, enjoying and savoring moments of joy and happiness, that the gift of life provides. --win 02.05.10

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