God Bless You

I love this print by Trisha Romance

called God Bless you 

Beauty is how you feel inside

and it reflects in your eyes. 
It is not something physical.
~ Sophia Loren ~

The Christmas Song(Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire) : Lyrics
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way;
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh.
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you

The Christmas Song

“Happiness is this. Knowing the value of what we have.”---Banana Yoshimoto

"Let there be a cottage...a real cottage...a white cottage, embowered with flowering shrubs, so chosen as to unfold a succession of flowers upon the walls, and clustering round the windows through all the months of spring, summer, and autumn~ beginning, in fact, with May roses, and ending with jasmine.  Let it, however, not be spring, nor summer, nor autumn~but winter...Surely every body is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a winter fireside: candles at four o'clock, warm hearth-rugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies on the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging audibly without..." Thomas De Quincey 

Beautiful quote from my lovely friends blog

http://seacottage.blogspot.ca/

Thank you


“THERE IS A STORY OF A WOMAN RUNNING AWAY FROM TIGERS. SHE RUNS AND RUNS AND THE TIGERS ARE GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER. WHEN SHE COMES TO THE EDGE OF A CLIFF, SHE SEES SOME VINES THERE, SO SHE CLIMBS DOWN AND HOLDS ON TO THE VINES. LOOKING DOWN, SHE SEES THAT THERE ARE TIGERS BELOW HER AS WELL. SHE THEN NOTICES THAT A MOUSE IS GNAWING AWAY AT THE VINE TO WHICH SHE IS CLINGING. SHE ALSO SEES A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BUNCH OF STRAWBERRIES CLOSE TO HER, GROWING OUT OF A CLUMP OF GRASS. SHE LOOKS UP AND SHE LOOKS DOWN. SHE LOOKS AT THE MOUSE. THEN SHE JUST TAKES A STRAWBERRY, PUTS IT IN HER MOUTH, AND ENJOYS IT THOROUGHLY. TIGERS ABOVE, TIGERS BELOW. THIS IS ACTUALLY THE PREDICAMENT THAT WE ARE ALWAYS IN, IN TERMS OF OUR BIRTH AND DEATH. EACH MOMENT IS JUST WHAT IT IS. IT MIGHT BE THE ONLY MOMENT OF OUR LIFE; IT MIGHT BE THE ONLY STRAWBERRY WE’LL EVER EAT. WE COULD GET DEPRESSED ABOUT IT, OR WE COULD FINALLY APPRECIATE IT AND DELIGHT IN THE PRECIOUSNESS OF EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF OUR LIFE.” —PEMA CHÖDRÖN


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“When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.” 
~ Paulo Coelho


While earning your daily bread, be sure you share a slice with those less fortunate.
~Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.


http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kim-john-payne/the-holiday-season-puttin_b_789821.html

A good article to read about the holidays