mandag, mars 19, 2007


Mennesker er ofte ufornuftige,ulogiskiske og egoistiske:Tilgi dem likevel.Hvis du er vennelig, vil mange anklage deg for å ha ytterligereegosistike motiver:Vær vennelig likevel.Hvis du er suksessful, vil du vinne noen falske venner og noen ektefiender: lykkes likevel.Hvis du er ærlig å åpenhjertig, vil kansje noen svindle deg. Værærlig å åpenhjertig likevel.hvis du finner klarhet å lykke, vil de kanskje være misunnelige: værlykkelig likevel.Det gode du gjør i dag vil mennesker ofte glemme i morgen: gjør godtlikevel.Gi verden det beste du har, og det vil kanskje aldri vær nok: giverden det beste du har likevel.Du vil se, in den siste analyse, det er mellom deg og gud: Det varaldri mellom deg og dem likevel.

Moder Teresa-

lørdag, mars 03, 2007

Life Scheme


It surly is devouring to never understand

And to still have to experience...

Thru naïve eyes of youth into the more harsh truth reviling itself thru time

One can only wait fore time to heal

Time heals everything…

Time heals everything.


It surely is hard trying to understand this embracing mystery that sweeps over the years we are given.

And the hours, yes the hours spent where we develop the deep thinking.

The understanding that will leave us in some way unperfected, vulnerable but in its best meaning.

To have witness just fore a brief moment the truth behind a seeking mind.

What a gratification!

We have no guaranties...

But we have no borders, we can go everywhere, we can be anyone.

We can be …

To be is surly the greatest gift of them all.

It is what we do with what we are given and what we are not given that will capture us in the end…

Capture our life scheme...

Therese Herheim 07 -

søndag, februar 18, 2007

Satin Green Shutters


Where your love is, put your heart, guard these moments well,
Where your dreams are, put your hopes, you know they will not fail you,
When the sun rises in the morning, you will wake up and find her yawning,
When the wind blows strong and cold, she'll be with you until you grow old,
Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true?

I would build a lovely house with satin green shutters, it would be lovely
The most lovely house in the world...
And I would sing a lovely song with you in my mind, and you in my eyes,
The most lovely song in the world...
I would write it down on the wall, just for you, just for you;
And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days.

When you're sad and feeling low, you're on your own with nowhere to go,
Make believe that she is gone, play your guitar and write a song for her,
Write down the words about how you cried when you woke up weeping,
'Cos you thought that she had died, and you heard her breathing,
Through your pain and you held her close and cried all over again;
Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true?

And inside my lovely house with satin green shutters, there would be children,
The most lovely children in the world...
And even when skies are grey, we would be happy, for we have love,
The most lovely love in the world;
I would write it down on the wind, just for you, just for you;
And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days.

Chris De Burgh




torsdag, februar 15, 2007

Mother Teresa- A Simple Path,

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centred : Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives: Be kind anyway. If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies: Succeed anyway. If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you. Be honest and frank anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous: Be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow: Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough: Give the world the best you've got anyway. You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God: It was never between you and them anyway."

In Mother Teresa: A Simple Path,



onsdag, februar 07, 2007


We

We have become the river

That slowly moves beyond every fear

We. in the light of the arms of sun...

In the colors of the rainbow

And in the eternal land of the naive dreamer

Thru the everlasting panorama outside our home

Our love surely is endless,

Our love has become our grace...

And in the depth of the ocean

Where silence restrain we move

Where the profound feel no apprehension…

In a warm summers breeze

Because we listen we can hear its song

Because we listen we are blessed

And then we know

We have become the eventuation off angel’s battle

The leafs has now fallen

So a new beginning may come

The winter has past

- Therese Herheim

torsdag, januar 25, 2007

II

REFORMATION

In my dreams I run until I am out there
In the middle of everywhere, Wyoming,
Where a hundred thousand voices sing the silence,
And clouds as big as giants expand their chests and roar!
Where there is a stillness in between
For the quiet things that sing in the smaller amplitudes
And play on the fragile strings,
Where only flowing water passes never hours
And the undulance and coolness of the stream
Shares the lovely solitude of dreams.
It is a myth the quiet place.
I waken from the illusion of the schedule
Into the shelter of the willow,
The soothing moving of the water,
And the warm enclosing arms of sun.

This poem is written by William H. Southwell
THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD

I dreamed I had an interview with God.

“So you would like to interview me?” God asked.

“If you have the time” I said.

God smiled. “My time is eternity.”
“What questions do you have in mind for me?”

“What surprises you most about humankind?”

God answered...
“That they get bored with childhood,
they rush to grow up, and then
long to be children again.”

“That they lose their health to make money...
and then lose their money to restore their health.”

“That by thinking anxiously about the future,
they forget the present,
such that they live in neither
the present nor the future.”

"That they live as if they will never die,
and die as though they had never lived.”

God’s hand took mine
and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked...
“As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons
you want your children to learn?”

“To learn they cannot make anyone
love them. All they can do
is let themselves be loved.”

“To learn that it is not good
to compare themselves to others.”

“To learn to forgive
by practicing forgiveness.”

“To learn that it only takes a few seconds
to open profound wounds in those they love,
and it can take many years to heal them.”

“To learn that a rich person
is not one who has the most,
but is one who needs the least.”

“To learn that there are people
who love them dearly,
but simply have not yet learned
how to express or show their feelings.”

“To learn that two people can
look at the same thing
and see it differently.”

“To learn that it is not enough that they
forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.”

"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.

"Is there anything else
you would like your children to know?"

God smiled and said,
“Just know that I am here... always.”

-author unknown

onsdag, januar 10, 2007




The wind stretches without mercy through this scenery

The heat has slowly turned behind my back

Will I now tackle the winters that will come...

Autumn, no longer beautiful in its colours


The morning spring no longer a new beginning

Summer no longer a warm breeze

Innocence...
Sacrifice.....

It’s hidden deep within the vestige of my heart

I don’t exist here no more

Therese Herheim 05


onsdag, januar 03, 2007

How do we define success?
Some of us define success with how much we can produce,
If we produce more of the things we want, well then we are successful.
We actually define success after how much we can consume..if it is of materialistic things or something more promoted…
but rarely ever profound..
¨
And we are easy on the spiritual task..
Some of us never even open the door before its to late to request the unsuspected ..
Therefore never really being reveal`d
we stay veiled with the conclusion of fear

some stay in the "marital battle" where everyone are as your competitive ..
we are grasping after something, anything just to get some gratification..
What do we gain from trying to be the one that owns the world?, or having a high state.
thinking this will give me the things i need..
but what is the profit?
really..
some day you will die and the world stays behind
the soul is the one certain remaining thing
and there is the journey, that`s the competion, and there lies the answer.

Therese Herheim- 03.01.07



fredag, desember 22, 2006


Vision of family

If there is something in a belief whom signefy
an eternal prospective and exsistence
then...
it has everything...

lørdag, desember 09, 2006

ord er bare ord..alene eksisterer de ikke
hvis å tale er det eneste vi vedblir å gjøre
hvis vi ikke skaper et oppgjør
vil vi aldri være mer enn hva vi ser
hvis vi ikke er i stand til å se vår egen storhet
vil vi aldri være i stand til å hjelpe de som trenger det
gjennom offre i denne verden vil man vandre forbi store egoer
og det overfladiske vil aldri være mer enn et gjemmested for de ting vi frykter...
ut av de ting der vi velger å vende våre blikk i en annen rettning
det vil alltid være
bare et glimt av motløse holdninger

lørdag, november 25, 2006