Politics used to be likened to a Three Ring Circus, but now it seems to be much more like a Reality TV Show – entertaining, but terrifying in its portrayal of human nature and intellect.
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Wisdom is not simply knowing the truth. Wisdom is knowing why it is the truth.
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When terror is the objective, we lose the battle the minute we allow fear to overrule reason.
Caution and fear are not the same; caution and reason go hand-in-hand, fear causes all reason to flee. Do not let terror win the day by allowing reason to be driven out of our lives.
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It seems human nature to boldly proclaim thoughts and opinions which are often formed from only a mere scattering of information collected.
It seems wisdom is gained from reevaluating one’s ideas after having accumulated greater information which is often derived from someone else’s bold proclamations.
Therefore wisdom is a result of both boldly proclaiming and wisely reevaluating.
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In the journey of life, standing still is often the first action in a backward slide. However when we change the metaphor from walking to swimming, we find that there is a wonderful way to indicate a need to pause without losing ground – treading water. Unlike with the notion of standing still, treading water requires effort. Sometimes in our quest for self-improvement we neglect to embrace the place we have reached, and we forget to fully appreciate the waters that support our efforts. Treading water provides us with the opportunity to pause and take in the surroundings; to enjoy the pond they are currently in before seeking the next one.
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Life is not a race. Some days we must walk rather than run so that we can more easily pause and take in the beauty around us.
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If we let fear become a legitimate excuse for the violation of law then we have lost the war – terror wins.
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I think that as adults we try too hard to tame our bodies and our emotions to such an extent that we do ourselves harm. Like trying to wear a shoe that is too small, we try to force ourselves into a mold that works quite well for someone else but does not fit our needs. I think that we do better when we embrace the notion that one size does not fit all.
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The process of educating the young seems to be less of a learning curve and more of a learning circle.
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Many years ago a friend gave me some advice. He said that rather than dreading the hills I should embrace them. So after lacing on my running shoes, I began a chant. “I love hills, I love hills…”
Learning to love hills, or at least telling myself that I loved hills, greatly benefited me during my years of running. For some odd reason, I always ended up living in an area dominated by undulating terrain.
Hills come in all forms, and life’s undulating terrain challenge even the most fit among us. Sometimes the only thing that stands between success and failure is the mental chant, “I love hills.”
Hills are never fun, no matter what we tell ourselves. They require determination and perseverance. Sometimes they require great sacrifice and can even cause great pain. However, as we scale a hill, we become stronger, and when we stand at the summit, we become sure in the knowledge of our newly gained strength.
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Pithy Ponderings 