Keep your thoughts positive because they will shape your destiny

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi once said:

Keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words.

Keep your words positive because your words become your behavior.

Keep your behavior positive because your behavior becomes your habits.

Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values.

Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny.


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Metta Prayer and other quotes of wisdom – In the memory of Mr. S.N. Goenka

I learned about Mr. S. N. Goenka when I wanted to learn the Vipassana Meditation technique. His teaching method and the meditation technique was the best I learned in my life.

About S. N. Goenka

Some background about Mr. S. N. Goenka, from the Dhamma website:

s.n goenkaAlthough Indian by descent, Mr. Goenka was born and raised in Myanmar (Burma). While living there, he had the good fortune to come into contact with Sayagyi U Ba Khin and to learn the technique of Vipassana from him. After receiving training from his teacher for 14 years, Mr. Goenka settled in India and began teaching Vipassana in 1969. In a country still sharply divided by differences of caste and religion, the courses offered by Mr. Goenka soon attracted thousands of people from every part of society. In addition, many people from countries around the world came to join courses in Vipassana meditation.

Over a period of almost 45 years, Mr. Goenka and the teachers appointed by him taught hundreds of thousands of people in courses in India and other countries, East and West. Today, meditation centers established under his guidance are operating in Asia, Europe, the Americas, Africa and Australasia.

The technique taught by S.N. Goenka goes back two and a half millennia to the Buddha. The Buddha never taught a sectarian religion; he taught Dhamma – the way to liberation – which is universal. In the same tradition, Mr. Goenka’s approach is totally non-sectarian. For this reason, his teaching has had a profound appeal to people of all backgrounds, of every religion and no religion, and from every part of the world.

Mr Goenka, died on 29 September 2013 (aged 89) in Mumbai, India. Continue reading

Homeless Jesus

I was walking in downtown San Antonio  near St. Mary’s street and I found this beautiful statue:

homeless jesus

The statue had a sign above it reading:

“Homeless Jesus”

By Sculptor Timothy P. Schmalz, 2015

“In Truth I tell you in so far as you did this to one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did it to me”.
Matthew 25:40

Honoring:
The Missionary Oblates of Mary
Immaculate & The People of St. Mary’s Catholic Church

Given By:
Edward and Linda Speed Whose Family have been members for over 100 years.


In this day and age, we need to remember our fellow humans and try to help them as much as possible. Such a statue, right in downtown San Antonio is such a reminder. If God blessed us with many gifts, the least we can do (apart from being grateful), is to share our blessings with others.

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The Earth does not belong to man!

I was once visiting Paul Cheoketen Wagner‘s house to listen to him play live Native American flute.

I have to say that Native Americans always fascinate me with their connection to Mother Earth and the Spirit World. Anyway, on my way out after the event, I saw those beautiful words of wisdom framed on the wall:

chief-seattle-1The Earth doesn’t belong to man.
Man belongs to the Earth.
All things are connected like the blood that unites one family.
All things are connected.
What ever befalls the Earth, befalls the sons of the Earth.
Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it.
Whatever he does to the web he also does to himself.

Chief Seattle, 1854


Here’s the original quote as it was posted on the wall:
the earth does not belong to man


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I Think I Could Turn And Live With Animals… – By Walt Whitman

I think I could turn and live with animals,
they are so placid and self-contain’d,
I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.

So they show their relations to me and I accept them,
They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their possession.

I wonder where they get those tokens,
Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them?

Myself moving forward then and now and forever,
Gathering and showing more always and with velocity,
Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them,
Not too exclusive toward the reachers of my remembrancers,
Picking out here one that I love, and now go with him on brotherly terms.

A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses,
Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears,
Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground,
Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.

His nostrils dilate as my heels embrace him,
His well-built limbs tremble with pleasure as we race around and return.

I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion,
Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them?
Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you.

By Walt Whitman from Song of Myself