By Paulo Coelho
Whoever wants to fight the Good Fight
must regard it as if it was a vast treasure
that is there waiting to be discovered
and conquered.
(The Pilgrimage)
Welcome to Share with Friends - Free Texts for a Free Internet
Audition
If you want to watch Audition videos and to leave comments, click here.
Free eCards
Free Texts
Free Postcards
Free Wall Calendar
Virtual Exhibition
Pirate Coelho
Internet Books
Warrior of the Light
Previous Editions
If you want to watch Audition videos and to leave comments, click here.
Free eCards
Free Texts
Free Postcards
Free Wall Calendar
Virtual Exhibition
Pirate Coelho
Internet Books
Warrior of the Light
To receive the newsletter :
Previous Editions
At the end of the world
thoughts become clear..
night becomes lighter..
fears disappear,
hazy days go away,
sun is shining,
smile touches your face,
love is….fighting.
love
Agnieszka
The good fight deserves the respect of any experience ..see it for what it is , a adventure ,discovery a chance to live ,love and go beyond ones limitations. Blessings Tania
The treasure associeted to the term of The Good Fight reminds me of our Christian religious duty. The treasure may be the force that lies in each of us, waiting to be used,that force has been given to us by God.Not always we are conscious that we have enough power to face difficult situations, but once we try ,we may find out that our limits are wider .Courage and faith are the most important parts of the treasure.
Treasures aren’t only discovered through a perceived fight. They are quite easily discernable as the result of letting go of negative energy. You realize everything about life is a treasure.
the ultimate Good Fight is one we can win alone against our ego and from there all together for the Egg O.
aa
learning to relish in adventure is the finest spirit of them all. A mountain remains forever one, whether people climb it or not. And one doesn’t really choose a mountain, do they? No. It calls from deep within their hearts. It chooses them. People might say, what a silly thing it is to climb a mountain. For what purpose do u do so? If i should reply, i might say, that if i stop climbing i might fade away and die. That i know so because i am in a place of fading away. And that now that i know i will keep on trudging because movement keeps me alive, keeps me happy, keeps me going. I can only bring joy and strength and commitment and delight to others if i can generate these for myself. One does not live by bread alone, but by every word from God. I cannot live by me alone, but by the mountain i am to climb, and the people i am to love.
there is no question that cannot be answered - life is an unfolding, a magical shere in which there is only one aspect - to live and to love. Within this sphere men start wars of their own - fighting within themselves in order to recieve treasures, but it is a useless task to undertake a good fight that is based on the debasement of women’s children who skin belongs only to her for they are part of her.
To fight the Good fight? Women know its secrets - its silences, gaps and space, its cry in the night - the joy of its childrens smiles - the valleys in which growing takes place, the river and seas of its knowledge, the forests that protect its eyes.
In a way, it is a little world to create.