June 14, 2016
volume was published
The volume of Lyrical Ballads, whose first beginnings have here been traced, was published in the autumn of 1798, by Mr. Cottle, at Bristol. This volume contained several poems—which have been justly blamed for triviality,—as The Thorn, Goody Blake, The Idiot Boy; several in which, as in Simon Lee, triviality is mingled with much real pathos; and some, as Expostulation and Reply and The Tables Turned, which are of the very essence of Wordsworth’s nature. It is hardly too much to say, that if these two last-named poems—to the careless eye so slight and trifling—were all that had remained from Wordsworth’s hand, they would have "spoken to the comprehending†of a new individuality, as distinct and unmistakeable in its way as that which Sappho has left engraven on the world for ever in words even fewer than these.
And the volume ended with a poem, which Wordsworth composed in 1798, in one day, during a tour with his sister to Tintern and Chepstow. The Lines written above Tintern Abbey have become, as it were, the locus classicus or consecrated formulary of the Wordsworthian faith. They say in brief what it is the work of the poet’s biographer to say in detail.As soon as this Wordsworth and his sister sailed for Hamburg, in the hope that their imperfect acquaintance with the German language might be improved by the heroic remedy of a winter at Goslar. But at Goslar they do not seem to have made any acquaintances, and their self-improvement consisted mainly in reading German books to themselves.
The four months spent at Goslar, however, were the very bloom of Wordsworth’s poetic career. Through none of his poems has the peculiar loveliness of English scenery and English girlhood shone more delicately than through those which came to him as he paced the frozen gardens of that desolate city. Here it was that he wrote Lucy Gray, and Ruth, and Nutting, and the Poet’s Epitaph, and other poems known now to most men as possessing in its full fragrance his especial charm. And here it was that the memory of some emotion prompted the lines on Lucy. Of the history of that emotion he has told us nothing; I forbear, therefore, to inquire concerning it, or even to speculate. That it was to the poet’s honour I do not doubt; but who ever learned such secrets rightly? Or who should wish to learn Shipping Agent?
It is best to leave the sanctuary of all hearts inviolate, and to respect the reserve not only of the living but of the dead. Of these poems, almost alone, Wordsworth in his autobiographical notes has said nothing whatever. One of them he suppressed for years, and printed only in a later volume. One can, indeed, well imagine that there may be poems which a man may be willing to give to the world only in the hope that their pathos will be, as it were, protected by its own intensity, and that those who are worthiest to comprehend will he least disposed to discuss them Playgroup.
The volume of Lyrical Ballads, whose first beginnings have here been traced, was published in the autumn of 1798, by Mr. Cottle, at Bristol. This volume contained several poems—which have been justly blamed for triviality,—as The Thorn, Goody Blake, The Idiot Boy; several in which, as in Simon Lee, triviality is mingled with much real pathos; and some, as Expostulation and Reply and The Tables Turned, which are of the very essence of Wordsworth’s nature. It is hardly too much to say, that if these two last-named poems—to the careless eye so slight and trifling—were all that had remained from Wordsworth’s hand, they would have "spoken to the comprehending†of a new individuality, as distinct and unmistakeable in its way as that which Sappho has left engraven on the world for ever in words even fewer than these.
And the volume ended with a poem, which Wordsworth composed in 1798, in one day, during a tour with his sister to Tintern and Chepstow. The Lines written above Tintern Abbey have become, as it were, the locus classicus or consecrated formulary of the Wordsworthian faith. They say in brief what it is the work of the poet’s biographer to say in detail.As soon as this Wordsworth and his sister sailed for Hamburg, in the hope that their imperfect acquaintance with the German language might be improved by the heroic remedy of a winter at Goslar. But at Goslar they do not seem to have made any acquaintances, and their self-improvement consisted mainly in reading German books to themselves.
The four months spent at Goslar, however, were the very bloom of Wordsworth’s poetic career. Through none of his poems has the peculiar loveliness of English scenery and English girlhood shone more delicately than through those which came to him as he paced the frozen gardens of that desolate city. Here it was that he wrote Lucy Gray, and Ruth, and Nutting, and the Poet’s Epitaph, and other poems known now to most men as possessing in its full fragrance his especial charm. And here it was that the memory of some emotion prompted the lines on Lucy. Of the history of that emotion he has told us nothing; I forbear, therefore, to inquire concerning it, or even to speculate. That it was to the poet’s honour I do not doubt; but who ever learned such secrets rightly? Or who should wish to learn Shipping Agent?
It is best to leave the sanctuary of all hearts inviolate, and to respect the reserve not only of the living but of the dead. Of these poems, almost alone, Wordsworth in his autobiographical notes has said nothing whatever. One of them he suppressed for years, and printed only in a later volume. One can, indeed, well imagine that there may be poems which a man may be willing to give to the world only in the hope that their pathos will be, as it were, protected by its own intensity, and that those who are worthiest to comprehend will he least disposed to discuss them Playgroup.
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June 06, 2016
must needs be a Scar
Next Morning he came again, thinking to go about his Business, but found all fast shut still; and though he knock'd often and loud, could make No body hear: He saunter'd about 'till towards Noon, and still it was the same; no Noise was to be heard but the Herds lowing in the Yard for Fodder.
Hereupon he went to the Town, and informed several People of the Matter, who all agreed to take a Constable and some of the best of the Parish, and if they could make No-body hear by knocking, e'en to break open the Gates and Doors, and see what should be the Matter; some conjecturing one thing, some another; but most concluding with the Servant, That the good Man was gone to carry his Rent, and the good Woman fallen into some grievous Fit, if not dead.
In short, They broke open the Gates, and while some went to force the House-Doors, others proceeded to the Barn for Straw to throw into the Cribs, and there they beheld the most amazing Sight imaginable; the Good Man and his Wife both murder'd on the Floor, and two Forks broken! Hereupon, they went towards the House, and passing cross the Yard, they saw the Child's Swath dropt, and when they came into the House, found the Babe in the Cradle, with its Neck wrung behind it. They proceeded then to search the House; The Goods all remain'd; but the Money, and divers Silver Things, as Spoons, Porringers, Cups, and the like, were gone.
Upon due Consideration, they suspected the Labourer, he being no where to be found; Hereupon Hue-and-Cries were sent forth, every way describing his Person, Age, and Cloaths: But all in vain; no News could be heard. The Manner of the Murder, they conjectur'd, was on this wise: That the Labourer was in the Barn, and when the good Man went to give his Beasts Fodder, the Villain fell upon him, and he resisting, caus'd the two Forks to be broke.
The poor Woman sitting in the House with her Child on her Lap, hearing the Noise in the Barn, rose hastily, and clapping the Child in the Cradle, with its Clouts hanging loose about it, ran to the Barn, and dropt the Swath; which was found as aforesaid: And so met her poor Husband's Fate.
Thus Things pass'd without Discovery for Seven Years, all which Time the Villain liv'd beyond Sea. At the Seven Years End, thinking the Matter might be forgot, he came into England, and being a North-country Man, directed his Journey towards Kaxton; And calling at an Alehouse in a Village near that Town to drink and rest himself, it so happen'd, that the Master of the House was Constable at the Time he fled, when the Hue-and Cries were after him; and now, in Seven Years Time, the Office having been round the Village, was come to him again.
By what Spirit or Genius this Constable was inspired, cannot be guess'd; but so it was, he thought this Man answer'd the Character of the Hue-and-Cry which came to his Hands Seven Years before, of which, perhaps, he had the Copy by him; Wherefore, by Virtue of his Office, he seiz'd him, and carry'd him before a Justice, who examin'd and committed him: But the Crime of which he was suspected being committed Southward, near Kaxton, he was conveyed thither to be Try'd; At what Time, there were many Witnesses appear'd to testify that he was the Labourer in that Farmyard, when this Murder was committed; all which he most stedfastly deny'd, protesting, that he never was there in his Life, nor knew the Place. At last, the Servant of that Farm, who knew him very well by his Face and Speech, added one Circumstantial more, saying, That the Man who then thrash'd in the Barn, had a Running-Sore on his Side; which, said he, I have divers times help'd him to dress; so that if the Sore should be heal'd, there.
Hereupon the Part being search'd, and the Scar plainly appearing, he could no longer oppose or deny so manifest a Truth. He was hang'd in Chains by the Road-side near Kaxton; an Example of the most vile Cruelty that could be committed.
Next Morning he came again, thinking to go about his Business, but found all fast shut still; and though he knock'd often and loud, could make No body hear: He saunter'd about 'till towards Noon, and still it was the same; no Noise was to be heard but the Herds lowing in the Yard for Fodder.
Hereupon he went to the Town, and informed several People of the Matter, who all agreed to take a Constable and some of the best of the Parish, and if they could make No-body hear by knocking, e'en to break open the Gates and Doors, and see what should be the Matter; some conjecturing one thing, some another; but most concluding with the Servant, That the good Man was gone to carry his Rent, and the good Woman fallen into some grievous Fit, if not dead.
In short, They broke open the Gates, and while some went to force the House-Doors, others proceeded to the Barn for Straw to throw into the Cribs, and there they beheld the most amazing Sight imaginable; the Good Man and his Wife both murder'd on the Floor, and two Forks broken! Hereupon, they went towards the House, and passing cross the Yard, they saw the Child's Swath dropt, and when they came into the House, found the Babe in the Cradle, with its Neck wrung behind it. They proceeded then to search the House; The Goods all remain'd; but the Money, and divers Silver Things, as Spoons, Porringers, Cups, and the like, were gone.
Upon due Consideration, they suspected the Labourer, he being no where to be found; Hereupon Hue-and-Cries were sent forth, every way describing his Person, Age, and Cloaths: But all in vain; no News could be heard. The Manner of the Murder, they conjectur'd, was on this wise: That the Labourer was in the Barn, and when the good Man went to give his Beasts Fodder, the Villain fell upon him, and he resisting, caus'd the two Forks to be broke.
The poor Woman sitting in the House with her Child on her Lap, hearing the Noise in the Barn, rose hastily, and clapping the Child in the Cradle, with its Clouts hanging loose about it, ran to the Barn, and dropt the Swath; which was found as aforesaid: And so met her poor Husband's Fate.
Thus Things pass'd without Discovery for Seven Years, all which Time the Villain liv'd beyond Sea. At the Seven Years End, thinking the Matter might be forgot, he came into England, and being a North-country Man, directed his Journey towards Kaxton; And calling at an Alehouse in a Village near that Town to drink and rest himself, it so happen'd, that the Master of the House was Constable at the Time he fled, when the Hue-and Cries were after him; and now, in Seven Years Time, the Office having been round the Village, was come to him again.
By what Spirit or Genius this Constable was inspired, cannot be guess'd; but so it was, he thought this Man answer'd the Character of the Hue-and-Cry which came to his Hands Seven Years before, of which, perhaps, he had the Copy by him; Wherefore, by Virtue of his Office, he seiz'd him, and carry'd him before a Justice, who examin'd and committed him: But the Crime of which he was suspected being committed Southward, near Kaxton, he was conveyed thither to be Try'd; At what Time, there were many Witnesses appear'd to testify that he was the Labourer in that Farmyard, when this Murder was committed; all which he most stedfastly deny'd, protesting, that he never was there in his Life, nor knew the Place. At last, the Servant of that Farm, who knew him very well by his Face and Speech, added one Circumstantial more, saying, That the Man who then thrash'd in the Barn, had a Running-Sore on his Side; which, said he, I have divers times help'd him to dress; so that if the Sore should be heal'd, there.
Hereupon the Part being search'd, and the Scar plainly appearing, he could no longer oppose or deny so manifest a Truth. He was hang'd in Chains by the Road-side near Kaxton; an Example of the most vile Cruelty that could be committed.
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Principle of nature
The bruise on the face does not mean how hurt it is, but the hate from that guy who hit you. Compared to tears, the strike by punching back would be more effective to vent, even though it is risky to be beaten down again. And going back home, out of grievance, the scene is possibly softened to be teary face. The firm and warm shoulder usually is that right shore to pull over. But, it does not always have that luck to find such a shoulder.
On the verge of cliff, the eagle pushes her kids out of nest. They are full of desperation and trying moving back. Some just fall down directly down, others are lucky to be back. Under the influence of gravity, those who fall down in the air, have to struggle for living, and flutter wings that they have never tried before, only in the vision they see their mom flying back with food. The magic plot activates, they survive by hanging over the sky after going back from death. They see their mom again driving away remains of their brothers and sisters. Some successfully learn to fly, some are just to be dead who fail to fly and fall on rigid rocks.
In the vast plain, a large group of buffaloes are migrating. Lions are seeking for their meal. After some trials, they target and chase for their prey. The one hunted by lions sacrifices its valuable life winning precious time for the species migration. The skeleton of that buffalo finally is consumed by wolves and the whole group is safe to march at further adventure. Lions are just napping on comfortable grass in the shade of trees.
A episode of journey brings rich and unexpected memory. A course of painful experience does give the courage to face everything. An unforgettable story surely provides a new perspective to review surroundings. A relationship is quite wonderful so long as there is a lesson can be recorded into mind.
If god does not grant the food, just please, find it by hands. Sometimes, we see something wrong, actually it could be right in the way around to overlook again. If there is no righteousness, just please, fight for it. Thought the world does not stop when a poor life ends up. That is what the real existence being in this land.
On the verge of cliff, the eagle pushes her kids out of nest. They are full of desperation and trying moving back. Some just fall down directly down, others are lucky to be back. Under the influence of gravity, those who fall down in the air, have to struggle for living, and flutter wings that they have never tried before, only in the vision they see their mom flying back with food. The magic plot activates, they survive by hanging over the sky after going back from death. They see their mom again driving away remains of their brothers and sisters. Some successfully learn to fly, some are just to be dead who fail to fly and fall on rigid rocks.
In the vast plain, a large group of buffaloes are migrating. Lions are seeking for their meal. After some trials, they target and chase for their prey. The one hunted by lions sacrifices its valuable life winning precious time for the species migration. The skeleton of that buffalo finally is consumed by wolves and the whole group is safe to march at further adventure. Lions are just napping on comfortable grass in the shade of trees.
A episode of journey brings rich and unexpected memory. A course of painful experience does give the courage to face everything. An unforgettable story surely provides a new perspective to review surroundings. A relationship is quite wonderful so long as there is a lesson can be recorded into mind.
If god does not grant the food, just please, find it by hands. Sometimes, we see something wrong, actually it could be right in the way around to overlook again. If there is no righteousness, just please, fight for it. Thought the world does not stop when a poor life ends up. That is what the real existence being in this land.
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May 30, 2016
Fragments of flashing thoughts
Zhu’s prose works are very common except a few pieces of selections familiar to us. His writings on travels in Europe are so boring that I had to read with a will. This reminds me of a young ancient gifted scholar named Jiang who ran out his talent after finishing a few brilliant works. Nevertheless, he could be proud to win a place in the history of Chinese literature, which is beyond the reach of a great many literary enthusiasts. So I come to a conclusion that for us readers, it is unnecessary to appreciate all the works of some authors who fascinate us most by their masterpieces. Even Zhu himself confessed that he had no talent for writing stories, let alone novels. As for novels, after the four great classical novels there have been almost no Chinese novels comparable to those of foreign countries in nineteenth century Dream beauty pro.
At present，the TV channels and programs may be said numerous. But those worthy to watch are really small. Two factors are responsible for the result. First, for their own reasons, the disqualified programs drive more and more audiences away. Second, people tend to be lured by computers and mobile phones which can offer more choices to their satisfaction. Provincial and municipal TV programs can be cast aside as refuse. Central TV’s politics–oriented news and time–killing made–up TV play serials can be ignored too. The documentary channel, the science and educational channel and the drama channel are all recommendable for watching. And the weather forecast in the first channel of CCTV is a must of my everyday concern. Waiting for Me we regularly watched is among the best programs. The program comes to people’s help searching for missing kin or those losing contact. The service is totally free of charge, a noble cause benefitting people. Many social problems were revealed by the program including domestic violence and trafficking of women and children. The experiences and affections of the people concerned were true and moving, audiences present and the hostess were often in tears. When the separated family members or friends were reunited at last, all got relieved. Human traffickers must be punished severely. I wish no tragedies of such separation would ever happen again.
There will be an academic meeting this weekend on Chinese culture at the provincial guesthouse. Some experts and professors are to give lectures on studies of Chinese ancient civilization. A number of personages from the cultural circle in our province are going to show up at the assembly. Reporters from different influential media are invited to the gathering. Our school also received an invitation to the forum. Our headmaster thought me a learned person and decided to send me to attend the meeting. I was reluctant to go but unwilling to disobey the arrangement. Later I recommended Mr. Yu to principal to replace me. First I successfully convinced Yu to go in my stead. I pointed out to him that he is young and promising, especially endowed with a deep voice which can fascinate audiences when making speeches in public. And he mustn’t miss this good opportunity to learn and broaden his horizons. Finally he agreed to my analysis and persuasion. I told principal my difficulty for presence at the meeting that I have to look after my sick mother at home. He nodded in agreement at last. I would rather stay at home reading than make the journey to the lectures by sacrificing my own time Dream beauty pro.
Zhu’s prose works are very common except a few pieces of selections familiar to us. His writings on travels in Europe are so boring that I had to read with a will. This reminds me of a young ancient gifted scholar named Jiang who ran out his talent after finishing a few brilliant works. Nevertheless, he could be proud to win a place in the history of Chinese literature, which is beyond the reach of a great many literary enthusiasts. So I come to a conclusion that for us readers, it is unnecessary to appreciate all the works of some authors who fascinate us most by their masterpieces. Even Zhu himself confessed that he had no talent for writing stories, let alone novels. As for novels, after the four great classical novels there have been almost no Chinese novels comparable to those of foreign countries in nineteenth century.
At present，the TV channels and programs may be said numerous. But those worthy to watch are really small. Two factors are responsible for the result. First, for their own reasons, the disqualified programs drive more and more audiences away. Second, people tend to be lured by computers and mobile phones which can offer more choices to their satisfaction. Provincial and municipal TV programs can be cast aside as refuse. Central TV’s politics–oriented news and time–killing made–up TV play serials can be ignored too. The documentary channel, the science and educational channel and the drama channel are all recommendable for watching. And the weather forecast in the first channel of CCTV is a must of my everyday concern. Waiting for Me we regularly watched is among the best programs. The program comes to people’s help searching for missing kin or those losing contact. The service is totally free of charge, a noble cause benefitting people. Many social problems were revealed by the program including domestic violence and trafficking of women and children. The experiences and affections of the people concerned were true and moving, audiences present and the hostess were often in tears. When the separated family members or friends were reunited at last, all got relieved. Human traffickers must be punished severely. I wish no tragedies of such separation would ever happen again.
There will be an academic meeting this weekend on Chinese culture at the provincial guesthouse. Some experts and professors are to give lectures on studies of Chinese ancient civilization. A number of personages from the cultural circle in our province are going to show up at the assembly. Reporters from different influential media are invited to the gathering. Our school also received an invitation to the forum. Our headmaster thought me a learned person and decided to send me to attend the meeting. I was reluctant to go but unwilling to disobey the arrangement. Later I recommended Mr. Yu to principal to replace me. First I successfully convinced Yu to go in my stead. I pointed out to him that he is young and promising, especially endowed with a deep voice which can fascinate audiences when making speeches in public. And he mustn’t miss this good opportunity to learn and broaden his horizons. Finally he agreed to my analysis and persuasion. I told principal my difficulty for presence at the meeting that I have to look after my sick mother at home. He nodded in agreement at last. I would rather stay at home reading than make the journey to the lectures by sacrificing my own time Dream beauty pro.
At present，the TV channels and programs may be said numerous. But those worthy to watch are really small. Two factors are responsible for the result. First, for their own reasons, the disqualified programs drive more and more audiences away. Second, people tend to be lured by computers and mobile phones which can offer more choices to their satisfaction. Provincial and municipal TV programs can be cast aside as refuse. Central TV’s politics–oriented news and time–killing made–up TV play serials can be ignored too. The documentary channel, the science and educational channel and the drama channel are all recommendable for watching. And the weather forecast in the first channel of CCTV is a must of my everyday concern. Waiting for Me we regularly watched is among the best programs. The program comes to people’s help searching for missing kin or those losing contact. The service is totally free of charge, a noble cause benefitting people. Many social problems were revealed by the program including domestic violence and trafficking of women and children. The experiences and affections of the people concerned were true and moving, audiences present and the hostess were often in tears. When the separated family members or friends were reunited at last, all got relieved. Human traffickers must be punished severely. I wish no tragedies of such separation would ever happen again.
There will be an academic meeting this weekend on Chinese culture at the provincial guesthouse. Some experts and professors are to give lectures on studies of Chinese ancient civilization. A number of personages from the cultural circle in our province are going to show up at the assembly. Reporters from different influential media are invited to the gathering. Our school also received an invitation to the forum. Our headmaster thought me a learned person and decided to send me to attend the meeting. I was reluctant to go but unwilling to disobey the arrangement. Later I recommended Mr. Yu to principal to replace me. First I successfully convinced Yu to go in my stead. I pointed out to him that he is young and promising, especially endowed with a deep voice which can fascinate audiences when making speeches in public. And he mustn’t miss this good opportunity to learn and broaden his horizons. Finally he agreed to my analysis and persuasion. I told principal my difficulty for presence at the meeting that I have to look after my sick mother at home. He nodded in agreement at last. I would rather stay at home reading than make the journey to the lectures by sacrificing my own time Dream beauty pro.
Zhu’s prose works are very common except a few pieces of selections familiar to us. His writings on travels in Europe are so boring that I had to read with a will. This reminds me of a young ancient gifted scholar named Jiang who ran out his talent after finishing a few brilliant works. Nevertheless, he could be proud to win a place in the history of Chinese literature, which is beyond the reach of a great many literary enthusiasts. So I come to a conclusion that for us readers, it is unnecessary to appreciate all the works of some authors who fascinate us most by their masterpieces. Even Zhu himself confessed that he had no talent for writing stories, let alone novels. As for novels, after the four great classical novels there have been almost no Chinese novels comparable to those of foreign countries in nineteenth century.
At present，the TV channels and programs may be said numerous. But those worthy to watch are really small. Two factors are responsible for the result. First, for their own reasons, the disqualified programs drive more and more audiences away. Second, people tend to be lured by computers and mobile phones which can offer more choices to their satisfaction. Provincial and municipal TV programs can be cast aside as refuse. Central TV’s politics–oriented news and time–killing made–up TV play serials can be ignored too. The documentary channel, the science and educational channel and the drama channel are all recommendable for watching. And the weather forecast in the first channel of CCTV is a must of my everyday concern. Waiting for Me we regularly watched is among the best programs. The program comes to people’s help searching for missing kin or those losing contact. The service is totally free of charge, a noble cause benefitting people. Many social problems were revealed by the program including domestic violence and trafficking of women and children. The experiences and affections of the people concerned were true and moving, audiences present and the hostess were often in tears. When the separated family members or friends were reunited at last, all got relieved. Human traffickers must be punished severely. I wish no tragedies of such separation would ever happen again.
There will be an academic meeting this weekend on Chinese culture at the provincial guesthouse. Some experts and professors are to give lectures on studies of Chinese ancient civilization. A number of personages from the cultural circle in our province are going to show up at the assembly. Reporters from different influential media are invited to the gathering. Our school also received an invitation to the forum. Our headmaster thought me a learned person and decided to send me to attend the meeting. I was reluctant to go but unwilling to disobey the arrangement. Later I recommended Mr. Yu to principal to replace me. First I successfully convinced Yu to go in my stead. I pointed out to him that he is young and promising, especially endowed with a deep voice which can fascinate audiences when making speeches in public. And he mustn’t miss this good opportunity to learn and broaden his horizons. Finally he agreed to my analysis and persuasion. I told principal my difficulty for presence at the meeting that I have to look after my sick mother at home. He nodded in agreement at last. I would rather stay at home reading than make the journey to the lectures by sacrificing my own time Dream beauty pro.
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May 25, 2016
Establishing A Daily Meditation Practice
It's important to establish a daily practice and then stick to it. This doesn't mean dedicating 12 hours a day to meditation, it just means creating a space in your home where you can take a few minutes and meditate and do the exercises. I advise people to start with some of the basic exercises and devote 10 -20 minutes a day as they develop their physical and mental abilities. Many people quite simply overload themselves and expect too much too soon, then get discouraged when they don't see the results they thought they should Hong Kong travel trade updates.
Getting Started
Set aside a corner in one of your rooms. You can stock it with whatever accoutrement you wish. Many folks have cushions, candles, incense and a small CD player for music or guided meditation CD's. Use whatever tools and accessories you want to, as there's no right or wrong at this point.
Once you've created your 'sacred space' then all you have to do is use it. Set aside a few minutes each day and begin working on your breathing and Full Body Awareness. Don't worry at this point about how long you meditate, just get into the habit of doing it. The effects of meditation are cumulative, so 5 minutes a day everyday is better than 20 minutes once a week.
Eventually you'll get to the point where you don't need any accessories and you can clear your mind and meditate anywhere, at any time, but for now don't worry about that, just create a pleasant, sacred atmosphere and get started.
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On 'Expectation'
In the spiritual circles we often hear people talking about doing things 'without expectation'. It's amazing how often the simple truths are all around us company incorporation.
When we begin meditation or working towards the kundalini, we often feel that we should be able to do certain things within a certain time frame. We expect to be able to clear our minds and access our deeper abilities. We expect to be able to sit for an hour and meditate, or to see auras, or feel other people's chi. Then when it doesn't happen we become disappointed and confused. I can't tell you how important it is to break free of these expectations.
When we let go of expectations and learn to just relax in the moment and just BE, then we are making progress of the most important kind. In the west we tend to be so goal oriented and have a need to see results, but frequently the cumulative effects of meditation aren't noticeable until much later. Meditation is about this moment, about BEing totally in this moment, rather than about who you'll be when you've become a good meditator.
The important thing with a regular practice is to just do it. The effects are cumulative and one day you'll look back and see that all those short meditation sessions actually added up LED Lamp Company.
Getting Started
Set aside a corner in one of your rooms. You can stock it with whatever accoutrement you wish. Many folks have cushions, candles, incense and a small CD player for music or guided meditation CD's. Use whatever tools and accessories you want to, as there's no right or wrong at this point.
Once you've created your 'sacred space' then all you have to do is use it. Set aside a few minutes each day and begin working on your breathing and Full Body Awareness. Don't worry at this point about how long you meditate, just get into the habit of doing it. The effects of meditation are cumulative, so 5 minutes a day everyday is better than 20 minutes once a week.
Eventually you'll get to the point where you don't need any accessories and you can clear your mind and meditate anywhere, at any time, but for now don't worry about that, just create a pleasant, sacred atmosphere and get started.
Hong Kong Time difference
On 'Expectation'
In the spiritual circles we often hear people talking about doing things 'without expectation'. It's amazing how often the simple truths are all around us company incorporation.
When we begin meditation or working towards the kundalini, we often feel that we should be able to do certain things within a certain time frame. We expect to be able to clear our minds and access our deeper abilities. We expect to be able to sit for an hour and meditate, or to see auras, or feel other people's chi. Then when it doesn't happen we become disappointed and confused. I can't tell you how important it is to break free of these expectations.
When we let go of expectations and learn to just relax in the moment and just BE, then we are making progress of the most important kind. In the west we tend to be so goal oriented and have a need to see results, but frequently the cumulative effects of meditation aren't noticeable until much later. Meditation is about this moment, about BEing totally in this moment, rather than about who you'll be when you've become a good meditator.
The important thing with a regular practice is to just do it. The effects are cumulative and one day you'll look back and see that all those short meditation sessions actually added up LED Lamp Company.
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May 17, 2016
Lessons from My Garden
What does "Lessons from My Garden" have to do with "getting organized? One of the things I've learned after 20+ years as an organizing consultant is that organizing has something to do with everything!
Here's how organizing principles apply to the art of gardening:
"Half of any job is using the right tool!" (Note I said "using" - not "having!") It took a blister to convince me to buy a new pair of loppers to finish trimming the butterfly bushes. With the new tool, pruning was easy and painless nuskin.
"Today's mail is tomorrow's pile." While it's certainly important to clean up the trash, weeds, and other undesirables in your garden, if you limit yourself to that activity, you can work very hard and see little results. One of the things my landscape designer taught me was to pick one small area and plant beautiful things to inspire me to keep going. With Paper Tiger, we encourage you to start using Paper Tiger to organize your desktop - you can worry about all those old piles later! After you get the new system in place, you can incorporate the old files into the new system - and if you don't, they'll eventually be old enough that tossing them will be easy. In the meantime, you have what you need to do today's work, and you won't be creating new unidentified piles!
"Clutter is Postponed Decisions." One of the first steps in creating any rewarding garden is determining what kind of garden you want - vegetable, herb, cutting, perennial, etc. As great as all those options are, if you try to have all of them in the same space, the result will be disappointing. Or, to apply another Paper Tiger principle, "Put like items together!" Create a specific area in your garden for herbs, another for cut flowers, etc. In the same way, you can create separate "locations" in Paper Tiger for personal papers, active projects, CDs, clients, etc.
"Successful organizing begins with a vision." The most beautiful gardens are first planted in someone's mind! The initial question I ask every client is "If we were to meet three years from now, what has to happen for you to feel happy about your progress?" Their answers are varied, and include such statements as "I'll be making $100,000/year," or "I'll be taking six weeks of vacation every year," "I'll be working at home," or "I'll have a full-time assistant." If we don't have something to aim for, we'll never get there nuskin.
"Organizing doesn't have a 'right' or 'wrong.'" The most exciting aspect of my work is the "art of organizing." I frequently tell my clients, "You paint a picture for me of what you want to accomplish, and I'll help you create and sustain an environment to make that happen!" What works beautifully for one client would be a complete disaster for another.
"Organizing is a process not a destination." A garden, like organizing, is a continual process of reassessing what you like, what you don't, rearranging existing plants, and trying new varieties. And so it is with organizing! Continually asking three questions: "Does it work?'' "Do I like it?" "Does it work for the others I care about?" Be willing to take risks, don't worry about mistakes, and just keep learning nuskin!
Here's how organizing principles apply to the art of gardening:
"Half of any job is using the right tool!" (Note I said "using" - not "having!") It took a blister to convince me to buy a new pair of loppers to finish trimming the butterfly bushes. With the new tool, pruning was easy and painless nuskin.
"Today's mail is tomorrow's pile." While it's certainly important to clean up the trash, weeds, and other undesirables in your garden, if you limit yourself to that activity, you can work very hard and see little results. One of the things my landscape designer taught me was to pick one small area and plant beautiful things to inspire me to keep going. With Paper Tiger, we encourage you to start using Paper Tiger to organize your desktop - you can worry about all those old piles later! After you get the new system in place, you can incorporate the old files into the new system - and if you don't, they'll eventually be old enough that tossing them will be easy. In the meantime, you have what you need to do today's work, and you won't be creating new unidentified piles!
"Clutter is Postponed Decisions." One of the first steps in creating any rewarding garden is determining what kind of garden you want - vegetable, herb, cutting, perennial, etc. As great as all those options are, if you try to have all of them in the same space, the result will be disappointing. Or, to apply another Paper Tiger principle, "Put like items together!" Create a specific area in your garden for herbs, another for cut flowers, etc. In the same way, you can create separate "locations" in Paper Tiger for personal papers, active projects, CDs, clients, etc.
"Successful organizing begins with a vision." The most beautiful gardens are first planted in someone's mind! The initial question I ask every client is "If we were to meet three years from now, what has to happen for you to feel happy about your progress?" Their answers are varied, and include such statements as "I'll be making $100,000/year," or "I'll be taking six weeks of vacation every year," "I'll be working at home," or "I'll have a full-time assistant." If we don't have something to aim for, we'll never get there nuskin.
"Organizing doesn't have a 'right' or 'wrong.'" The most exciting aspect of my work is the "art of organizing." I frequently tell my clients, "You paint a picture for me of what you want to accomplish, and I'll help you create and sustain an environment to make that happen!" What works beautifully for one client would be a complete disaster for another.
"Organizing is a process not a destination." A garden, like organizing, is a continual process of reassessing what you like, what you don't, rearranging existing plants, and trying new varieties. And so it is with organizing! Continually asking three questions: "Does it work?'' "Do I like it?" "Does it work for the others I care about?" Be willing to take risks, don't worry about mistakes, and just keep learning nuskin!
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May 04, 2016
Received an unexpected
I received an unexpected call from one of my bosses yesterday. It’s after work and I’d already headed home. As soon as I hung up the phone, I had an impulse to throw my cell away. But it’s imprudent and not economical, I gave it up.
Over the phone, my boss told me that he got a meeting at 10 am tomorrow morning and he needed his PPT ready before that. Thanks for the trust, but no thanks for the last minute call. I know I am good at writing, but I am not that good, right? The format and context were already fixed at the last meeting, but still it’s not like that I could conjure up all the data I needed by simply snapping my fingers. And the fact that it’s already off work didn’t help HKUE DSE.
I texted all the persons involved and asked for the information I needed. From now on, I would never complain about too many communication groups in my wetchat. Not surprisingly, some of them won’t arrive till tomorrow. Considering the fact that our company don’t have clock in and off system, I was left nothing to do but pray.
So, this morning was totally a chaos. I got up early, cut down my time with oral English practice, and left home a complete mess. Tension, that’s the only word I felt when I was preparing the PPT. Sadly, Tension didn’t quicken my speed, in fact it did the opposite. I made some mistakes and had to do it all over again. Any way I managed it at the last minute.
Believe it or not, my stomach actually twisted when I finished it. I craved my daily Coffee fix. So I decided to treat myself a cup of Starbucks. Grande, this time.
I received an unexpected call from one of my bosses yesterday. It’s after work and I’d already headed home. As soon as I hung up the phone, I had an impulse to throw my cell away. But it’s imprudent and not economical, I gave it up HKUE DSE.
Over the phone, my boss told me that he got a meeting at 10 am tomorrow morning and he needed his PPT ready before that. Thanks for the trust, but no thanks for the last minute call. I know I am good at writing, but I am not that good, right? The format and context were already fixed at the last meeting, but still it’s not like that I could conjure up all the data I needed by simply snapping my fingers. And the fact that it’s already off work didn’t help.
I texted all the persons involved and asked for the information I needed. From now on, I would never complain about too many communication groups in my wetchat. Not surprisingly, some of them won’t arrive till tomorrow. Considering the fact that our company don’t have clock in and off system, I was left nothing to do but pray.
So, this morning was totally a chaos. I got up early, cut down my time with oral English practice, and left home a complete mess. Tension, that’s the only word I felt when I was preparing the PPT. Sadly, Tension didn’t quicken my speed, in fact it did the opposite. I made some mistakes and had to do it all over again. Any way I managed it at the last minute.
Believe it or not, my stomach actually twisted when I finished it. I craved my daily Coffee fix. So I decided to treat myself a cup of Starbucks. Grande, this time HKUE DSE.
Over the phone, my boss told me that he got a meeting at 10 am tomorrow morning and he needed his PPT ready before that. Thanks for the trust, but no thanks for the last minute call. I know I am good at writing, but I am not that good, right? The format and context were already fixed at the last meeting, but still it’s not like that I could conjure up all the data I needed by simply snapping my fingers. And the fact that it’s already off work didn’t help HKUE DSE.
I texted all the persons involved and asked for the information I needed. From now on, I would never complain about too many communication groups in my wetchat. Not surprisingly, some of them won’t arrive till tomorrow. Considering the fact that our company don’t have clock in and off system, I was left nothing to do but pray.
So, this morning was totally a chaos. I got up early, cut down my time with oral English practice, and left home a complete mess. Tension, that’s the only word I felt when I was preparing the PPT. Sadly, Tension didn’t quicken my speed, in fact it did the opposite. I made some mistakes and had to do it all over again. Any way I managed it at the last minute.
Believe it or not, my stomach actually twisted when I finished it. I craved my daily Coffee fix. So I decided to treat myself a cup of Starbucks. Grande, this time.
I received an unexpected call from one of my bosses yesterday. It’s after work and I’d already headed home. As soon as I hung up the phone, I had an impulse to throw my cell away. But it’s imprudent and not economical, I gave it up HKUE DSE.
Over the phone, my boss told me that he got a meeting at 10 am tomorrow morning and he needed his PPT ready before that. Thanks for the trust, but no thanks for the last minute call. I know I am good at writing, but I am not that good, right? The format and context were already fixed at the last meeting, but still it’s not like that I could conjure up all the data I needed by simply snapping my fingers. And the fact that it’s already off work didn’t help.
I texted all the persons involved and asked for the information I needed. From now on, I would never complain about too many communication groups in my wetchat. Not surprisingly, some of them won’t arrive till tomorrow. Considering the fact that our company don’t have clock in and off system, I was left nothing to do but pray.
So, this morning was totally a chaos. I got up early, cut down my time with oral English practice, and left home a complete mess. Tension, that’s the only word I felt when I was preparing the PPT. Sadly, Tension didn’t quicken my speed, in fact it did the opposite. I made some mistakes and had to do it all over again. Any way I managed it at the last minute.
Believe it or not, my stomach actually twisted when I finished it. I craved my daily Coffee fix. So I decided to treat myself a cup of Starbucks. Grande, this time HKUE DSE.
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April 13, 2016
There are now more tickets available for the TechCrunch Summer Party at August Capital
The TechCrunch Summer Party is a thing of tradition and we hope you can make it out this year Shopping in Hong Kong. As in years past we’ll gather on the spacious grounds of August Capital in Menlo Park and enjoy an evening of cocktails and the spirit of entrepreneurship.The deck around August Capital’s office is large but cannot hold all of Silicon Valley, so tickets are very limited and released on a rolling basis. It’s $90 to attend.About the Summer Party at August Capital July 28, 5:30 p.m. – 9:00 p.m. Menlo Park, CA Get tickets here, $90 based on availability. Tickets will be released in batches. Stay tuned to TechCrunch for releases, as they sell out quickly.TechCrunch parties have a history of being the place you want to meet your future investor, acquirer or co-founder. Case in point, when TechCrunch founder Michael Arrington used to hold these events in his Atherton back yard, Box founders Aaron Levie and Dylan Smith met one of their first investors, DFJ. And in 2010, we spotted 500 Startups’ Dave McClure writing a check to then-stealthy startup Tello, which was bought by Urban Airship.We’re also going to have some really great door prizes: TC swag, Amazon Echos and tickets to our flagship event this September, Disrupt SF.Hope to see you all there this year!Our sponsors help make TechCrunch events happen. If you are interested in learning more about sponsorship opportunities, please contact our sponsorship team here.We are also looking for some additional hands to help at the event — you can apply for volunteer opportunities here Cloud Monitoring.
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December 03, 2015
Like a choice
Life is always in the face of a lot of different choices, we are always confused, confused do not know is to take the left fork in the road yesterday, or tomorrow on the right do not always know how to choose, is a repeat of yesterday's stale, flat walking lightly in place, or to explore the wonderful tomorrow bravely to break their own future.
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