Quotes to Remember, Uplift, and to Savor

This is where My quotes will be hiding ….in plain sight, for me to go back and remember and to ponder the meaning and to wonder what it all means for me.

January 9, 2014:
Quote for today —
“”A lifetime is not what is between
the moments of birth and death.

A lifetime is one moment
Between my two little breaths.
The present, the here, the now,
That’s all the life I get.
I live each moment in full,
In kindness, in peace, without regret.”

Chade Meng, Taoist poet

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