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Apr 24

Lessons Learned.

Lessons learned living in the South/from life in general over the past 2 years:

- Some stereotypes are shockingly accurate. Others shockingly not. Either way, moving to GA was a huge culture shock.
- Things literally move slower down South, and that’s okay. In fact, sometimes it’s kind of nice.
- Racism is still very much alive
- Diversity is important. That means more than black/white.. without it, people are culturally handicapped and largely incompetent for today’s world (no sugar coating, sorry, but it’s true)
- I attribute much of the political ignorance and misinformation throughout these here Southern States to Fox News being the main news source (unbiased, really)
- Most times grown up things sound much more exciting than they actually are.
- Being alone and being lonely are two very distinct feelings, neither of which requires the other to be true
- Self motivation and self discipline are much harder when you have only yourself to motivate and discipline you
- People are generally nicer and more polite down South
- Agriculture is so critical to our country yet the farmers are the ones suffering most (sounds familiar #savepanjab)
- America is not all that much better than everyone else…. Food deserts amidst hundreds of acres of farmland are not okay
- Obesity is not made up. The rates are not made up. It is clearly evident what a problem it is, especially in the Bible Belt.
- Fried chicken is not made up :p
- Publix is the coolest grocery store ever and no place up north will compare. Wegmans though?
- You get 0% of what you don’t ask for.
- Boredom and loneliness can make you do very questionable things.
- I need a fast paced lifestyle to thrive. Or else I’ll turn into a blob.
- When shit hits the fan and nothing is going your way, there will always be random kind strangers that help and they will change the way you view humanity forever.
- “Religiousness” has no bearing on how solid a person is, how loyal of a friend, or how willing to lend a hand. Though in my book, it should.
- Sometimes you make friends with the most unexpected folks.
- Money is hard earned easily spent.
- Keeping in touch with friends that aren’t around you is essential and critical to your well being. (thanks to my beautiful inner circle for the countless hours on gchat, skype, phone etc keeping me sane)
- Be careful what you wish for because it will almost certainly always come true in some way or another.
- Gur maerae sang sadhaa hai naalai. No like really… Literally… Seriously. God and Guru are always by your side, and as long as you recognize and embrace Maharaaj’s guiding hand, everything is always okay.

There’s so much more but I’m gonna stop here. Gurprasaad, I came here and gurprasaad I am leaving. Thankful for both :) On to the next adventure.


Apr 23
“Do a little more each day than you think you can.” Lowell Thomas (via theriverjordyn)

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it’s hard for me to pray.

it’s hard for me to pray.

i know that it’s okay to ask of Him,
but it’s hard for me to do..
you see-

i was told that all is within His grace,
and all is written within time and space
i was told that i may offer a prayer
but every time i try there’s nothing there.
instead i may utter a humble request
followed immediately by, ‘if you think it’s best’.
see my prayer isn’t truly a wish of mine
instead it’s a way to keep myself in line
i may know what i want but i know not what i need
but what He offers in return forsakes any greed
so instead of feigning control i take all in stride
finding solace in the truth that He is by my side
instead of prayer, i marvel in praise
in awe, in wonder, i pass my days
perhaps at once i will come to understand
but until then i walk in the shadow of His hand


Apr 20

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. - Martin Luther King” TheDailyPositive.com (via thedailypozitive)

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“In Farsi, an expression of love that’s commonly used is, “fadat besham”, which literally translates to, “may I be sacrificed for you”.” Dreams of a Dreamer (via analyticalmuslim)

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“all strength & power are within your words; i just am fortunate enough to utter them.”

Apr 18
primarie:


Have a history teacher explain this if they can.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
 
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.Both wives lost a child while living in the White House.Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.Both Presidents were shot in the head.Now it gets really weird.Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.Kennedy’s Secretary was named Lincoln.Both were assassinated by Southerners.Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.Both assassins were known by their three names.Both names are composed of fifteen letters.Now hang on to your seat.Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Ford.”Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln” made by “Ford.”Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.And here’s the “kicker”:A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.
 
AND……………….:Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse…Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater…
 I saw this had to share just in case anyone did not know.

I WILL NEVER CEASE TO REBLOG THIS

primarie:

Have a history teacher explain this if they can.


Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
 
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.

Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost a child while living in the White House.

Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.

Now it gets really weird.

Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy’s Secretary was named Lincoln.

Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.

Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.

John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.

Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.

Now hang on to your seat.

Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Ford.”
Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln” made by “Ford.”

Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.

And here’s the “kicker”:

A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.
 
AND……………….:

Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse…
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater…
 
I saw this had to share just in case anyone did not know.

I WILL NEVER CEASE TO REBLOG THIS

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rupikaur:

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rupikaur:

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acceptance.

it’s not enough to say you believe. this whole idea of “believing in god” is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard…. who cares? who cares what one believes when the truth exists? whether or not we claim to accept vaheguru’s existence, vaheguru is, has been, always will be. aad sach, jugaad sach, hai bhi sach, nanak, hosi bhi sach. tell that to your ‘beliefs’.

it’s not enough to be thankful. yes, maharaj is dhaevanhaar! he gives and gives and gives - and yes, we should appreciate. we should be thankful, grateful…but really, how do you give thanks to your Creator? THE Creator? how!?!?! taking and taking and smiling and nodding saying thanks homie you da bomb doesn’t exactly work here. countless prophets, countless thinkers, countless saints and countless yogis have spent their ENTIRE lives trying to express their thanks.. Guru Sahib spent his every moment in bhagtee, in his siphat-sallaah! kavan kavan kavan gun kaheeai?!?! how can i even DESCRIBE your virtue?! 

but then what happens if what you have is taken away? does then your gratefulness stop? does your belief stop? does your doubt sink in? do your questions start? does your cursing the man above come into play?

salok mehalaa 2 ||
Salok, Second Mehla:

eaeh kinaehee aasakee dhoojai lagai jaae ||
What sort of love is this, which clings to duality?

naanak aasak kaa(n)dteeai sadh hee rehai samaae ||
O Nanak, he alone is called a lover, who remains forever immersed in absorption.

cha(n)gai cha(n)gaa kar ma(n)nae ma(n)dhai ma(n)dhaa hoe ||
But one who feels good only when good is done for him, and feels bad when things go badly

aasak eaehu n aakheeai j laekhai varathai soe ||1||
- do not call him a lover. He trades only for his own account. ||1||

pyaar- true love is that which is despite. to be thankful not for what he has given us, but for HIS EXISTENCE - that is love for hukam! to take any dukh, any hardship, any doubt, any separation, any BAD that comes to us and respond with - vaaah! guru! - respond with his praise… that is love. THAT is thanks. THAT is belief.

hukam da bhaanaa man’naa - so easily said, so rarely done.

maharaaj, i want to thank You for all that you are doing. all that you are giving me right now. everything - EVERYTHING - you have aligned for me; sabhai kaaj savaarai. but this is a reminder to myself, and to You from me - take it all away, and i am still yours; my love is still yours, my life is still yours. all is yours.

give me such understanding; give me the guts to live this way and not just speak this way; give me forgiveness for thinking anything to be ‘deserved’ or ‘mine’. all is yours.


Apr 17

dextersdaughter:

If I’m extra sarcastic with you it probably means I’m flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can’t handle your shit

Have fun figuring out which

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Apr 16

bearing.. baring it all.

thoughts, ideas, feelings.. the most abstract aspects of our world. they are had, felt, and experienced — but unless verbalized, they remain untangible to all but one’s own conscience. yet, those very abstract, unheard, unverbalized thoughts shape every crevice of our identity. they make their way into every part of our being in such a way that they need not be said or heard; they are seen — at least, to those that dare look for them.


Apr 12

Love.

Love is a magical thing. I don’t mean magic in the usual cliche version of the word, as you may have first understood; I mean it in its quintessence. Love is magic - something out of the ordinary, causing pure awe and amazement; it is something supernatural, a possibility that is seemingly impossible.

Love is apart from desire, though many a times they are closely associated. Love may breed desire; it may stem from it - but love in itself is separate. Desire is an impulse; a drive to “have”, or touch, or feel, or be with, or experience. Desire asks to be reciprocated, but love does not. Love is free. Love is without need. Love is selfless. Love exists without requirements.

Love is apart from like, though many a times the two are mingled and confused. To love, you need not like. To like, you need not love. To like something, or someone, or someplace - is to approve of it. One likes that which brings pleasure and joy. Love need not bring anything. Love is uncontrolled. Love is unprecedented. Love loves despite good or bad. Love prevails where like may change. Love is acceptance.

Love is undefinable, though many have tried and failed despite trying, to their last breath, to put words to the wordless. Words are limited, love is not. Definitions are incomplete, unsuited for translation. Love is perfect. Love is whole. Love is without boundaries. Love is felt. 

Love is God. God is Love.


Apr 10
holdingmythoughtsinmyheart:

what a beautiful person

holdingmythoughtsinmyheart:

what a beautiful person

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Apr 8
“You meet a girl and you realize that life isn’t so scary. Because the moment your eyes met hers, you felt a moment of vulnerability. A moment of stability. The moment you gathered up enough courage to talk to her you felt lumps in your throat and the words wouldn’t come out. For the first time you were nervous. She smiled as you stuttered. She reached over and grabbed your hand then placed a crumpled piece of paper into it. Her smile made you weak in the knees. She walked away and you realized that she made you want to try. She was going to make you work for her. You told yourself she was worth it. Three years later the two of you are still together and unlike every other boy she’s been with, you keep learning about her. You studied her like a textbook. Two years later you got down on one knee and asked her to marry you. Four years later you have your family started. Your daughter asks about your first love and you don’t even hesitate. You point over to her mother and whisper ‘your mother was the first girl who ever made me nervous. She made me want to be better. I saw her and I knew I had to have her. I worked hard for her and I will continue to work for her. I’m going to spend forever loving her endlessly.’ You tuck your little girl in and kiss her goodnight. Soon enough it’s been fifty years since you’ve been married and you still look at her the way you did in high school. You’ve been together for over half a century and you still spend time getting to know her. You’ll soon memorize everything about her. The way she laughs becomes your favorite melody, the way her eyes twinkle in the sunlight becomes your favorite past time, but the way her heart beats will always be your favorite sound. True love never dies.” Boys have feelings too (via unpoeticheartbreak)

Damn son.

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Woah

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