Life and Death
Photo credited to Unsplash Do not allow your death to be cathartic to those who love you when you die, instead choose to live a life that is authentic. In life, as in death, choices matters. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
Tag: motivation
Accountability
Photo credited to Unsplash Accountability is knowing that your words and actions mirrors who you are as a person. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
Peace
Photo credited to Unsplash For outer peace to become a reality, inner peace must be acquired. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
The Gift of Miracles
Photo credited to Marcia Bobb-Semple Acquiring the gift of miracles lies in our ability to master the craft of stillness. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
Life without empathy
Photo credited to Unsplash Living without empathy is like riding a bike without a handle. There has to be a balance or the results would be catastrophic. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
My only Choice
Photo credited to Unsplash It is often stated That was my only choice I had no other place to go Stop and retract Choices occur in every act Don’t stack all the wrong choices like cans on a shelf and expect positive results If you ask of self what action to take and act […]
Escape
Be like cats, escape to that place, that’s called, contentment. It brings relief and a new perspective to all the situations that we experience in life. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
Masked
Photo credited to Google I choose to wear a mask Society expects me to I walk everyday knowing rejection paves my path I turn a deaf ear to rants and dissent That is the price I pay I must assimilate I did all I could even selling myself short I thought I could […]
A bouquet of flowers
Your life is like a bouquet of flowers whose scent waifs in the air and mesmerizes you with it’s sweet aroma. Be like that bouquet, give of yourself to yourself first. In doing so you would be better able to give of yourself to others. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
Cunning
We are cons when we live in denial masking our tracts in a cloak of deceit Swimming like sharks in a sea of discord Entrails keep floating in our wake of destruction A vortex forms, we are trapped within Spare the words, didn’t we see that coming © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016
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