Two seeds
Two seeds lay side by side in the fertile soil. The first seed said, "I want to grow! I want to send my roots deep into the soil beneath me, and thrust my sprouts through the earth's crust above me ... I want to unfurl my tender buds like banners to announce the arrival of spring ... I want to feel the warmth of the sun on my face and the blessing of the morning dew on my petals!"
And so she grew...
The second seed said, "Hmmmm. If I send my roots into the ground below, I don't know what I will encounter in the dark. If I push my way through the hard soil above me I may damage my delicate sprouts ... what if I let my buds open and a snail tries to eat them? And if I were to open my blossoms, a small child may pull me from the ground. No, it is much better for me to wait until it is safe."
And so she waited...
A yard hen scratching around in the early spring ground for food found the waiting seed and promptly ate it.
Lesson: Seize the day! By Author unknown
Wisdom
Two wolves
A Cherokee elder sitting with his grandchildren told them, "In every life there is a terrible fight - a fight between two wolves.
One is evil: he is fear, anger, envy, greed, arrogance, self-pity, resentment,
and deceit.
The other is good: joy, serenity, humility, confidence,
generosity, truth, gentleness, and compassion."
A child asked,
"Grandfather, which wolf will win?" The elder looked him in the eye.
"The one you feed By Author Unknown
"Grandfather, which wolf will win?" The elder looked him in the eye.
"The one you feed By Author Unknown
“Someone was hurt before you, wronged before you, hungry before you, frightened before you, beaten before you, humiliated before you, raped before you… yet, someone survived… You can do anything you choose to do.” –Maya Angelou
Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.” –Life’s Little Instruction Book
Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” -Andre Gide
“Never too old, never too bad, never too late, never too sick to start from scratch once again.” -Bikram Choudhury
“
Life isn’t about finding yourself, its about creating yourself. Author unknown
Sample of Chapter One Rivalry from my new book, The Magical Pocket Watches. By Bianca Serena Foulser
The Magical Pocket Watches, By Bianca Serena Foulser. Sample of Chapter One from my new Book, Chapter One Rivalry.
The Moonlight spilled out of the sky like a silver stream flowing down.
It seemed to caress the sea below and dance upon the surface of the dark green watery eternal, which seemed in its own way to reach out to try to embrace lunar and her luminous light. But even though the green waters roared wildly casting large waves across its emerald essence, it could not engulf lunar,
She seemed always out of reach to the sea below.
Night after night he tried to touch her back but it was puzzling to him that she could stretch her moon beam upon his watery bed but he could never touch lunar herself.
She smiled down at him and he gazed back at her both filled with a never ending yearning and inquisitiveness each about the other. 'Mysterious handsome mystery you are to me' she seemed almost to whisper into the breeze. The wind carried her sweet whispery voice down towards the sea, he seemed to call back to her, 'your beauty bewitches me, oh how you entice me with your lustrous eternal wonder.' The wind could sometimes be a hopeless romantic and was more than happy to carry their whispered voices too and throw night after night.
After a while Lunar's attention was caught by a scene occurring high upon the cliff tops, three wolves stood on top of the cliff faceing each other. Below them was the army of Cobra, the pack of wolves rested here on the beach.
And to the left side of the cliff tops the edge fell away to the sea below.
A light drizzly rain carried by the breeze brushed the surface of the cliff and the fur and raised heckles upon the wolves' backs.
Sample of Chapter One Rivalry from my new book, The Magical Pocket Watches. By Bianca Serena Foulser
Sample of my second book am working on
The Magical Pocket Watches, By Bianca Serena Foulser. Sample of Chapter One from my new Book, Chapter One Rivalry.
The Moonlight spilled out of the sky like a silver stream flowing down.
It seemed to caress the sea below and dance upon the surface of the dark green watery eternal, which seemed in its own way to reach out to try to embrace lunar and her luminous light. But even though the green waters roared wildly casting large waves across its emerald essence, it could not engulf lunar,
She seemed always out of reach to the sea below.
Night after night he tried to touch her back but it was puzzling to him that she could stretch her moon beam upon his watery bed but he could never touch lunar herself.
She smiled down at him and he gazed back at her both filled with a never ending yearning and inquisitiveness each about the other. 'Mysterious handsome mystery you are to me' she seemed almost to whisper into the breeze. The wind carried her sweet whispery voice down towards the sea, he seemed to call back to her, 'your beauty bewitches me, oh how you entice me with your lustrous eternal wonder.' The wind could sometimes be a hopeless romantic and was more than happy to carry their whispered voices too and throw night after night.
After a while Lunar's attention was caught by a scene occurring high upon the cliff tops, three wolves stood on top of the cliff faceing each other. Below them was the army of Cobra, the pack of wolves rested here on the beach.
And to the left side of the cliff tops the edge fell away to the sea below.
A light drizzly rain carried by the breeze brushed the surface of the cliff and the fur and raised heckles upon the wolves' backs.
Sample of Chapter One Rivalry from my new book, The Magical Pocket Watches. By Bianca Serena Foulser
Sample of my second book am working on
