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Saturday 9/25/10

True Peace.

"Peace, a king once spoke, does not mean we are in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."

We are driven here and there by prevailing winds and tides. We can each learn how to navigate in a more positive and effective direction by meeting each challenge and each sorrow with grace, courage, confidence and peace. We will get hurt, as long as we're alive and breathing, we will get hurt, but there is always a light at then end of the dark tunnel, and there is peace in a world of chaos, if we seek it.

"May your life be filled with the peace and joy that is ever present within your soul. Nothing can interfere with success if you acknowledge the divine Power that is within you."

Anything can succeed, anything we want. We just have to know what we want. Then we do it, all the way.

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