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Wednesday, January 01, 2003


What a glorious New Year!

Thank you, to everyone who stuck by me. It is easy to forget one's own power. It is easy to forget what one is capable of, and to forget that one cannot imagine the extent of one's own capabilities.And it is easy to never know, or appreciate, or think about, what it takes to be happy, as opposed to successful, or comfortable.

 I am truly blessed with wonderful friends.

My resolution? To be more bold and confident than ever before. That is, to learn. There is no learning without risks.

And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of Pain.

And he said:

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder of the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;

And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

--K. Gibran.

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