Daily Inspiration
Small beginnings
Small beginnings are the launching pad to great endings.
~ Joyce Meyer
Idea
Every improvement or innovation begins with an idea. But an idea is only a possibility – a small beginning that must be nurtured, developed, engineered, tinkered with, championed, tested, implemented and checked. Ideas have no value until they are implemented.
~ Alan Robinson
Dark and Light
Each of us, as we journey through life, has the opportunity to find and to give his or her unique gift. It is through the finding and the giving that we may come to know the joy that lies at the center of both the dark times and the light.
~ Helen M. Luke
Inborn Worth
Our inner strengths, experiences, and truths cannot be lost, destroyed, or taken away. Every person has an inborn worth and can contribute to the human community. We all can treat one another with dignity and respect, provide opportunities to grow toward our fullest lives and help one another discover and develop our unique gifts. We each deserve this and we all can extend it to others.
~ Mark Twain
Seed Potentials
he light of unconditional love awakens the dormant seed potentials of the soul, helping them ripen, blossom, and bear fruit, allowing us to bring forth the unique gifts that are ours to offer in this life.
~ John Welwood
Genius
What you are is a human being, sensitive and alive, with genius inside of you. You see the world in a unique way because you have unique gifts. And it will feel like nothing less than fulfilling your destiny to follow those gifts to a rich and exciting life, full of purpose and meaning and enjoyment.
~ Barbara Sher
Unique Gifts
Success means to wake up, grow up, and show up, living your unique self, giving your unique gifts to the larger evolutionary symphony of life which needs your music.
~ Marc Gafni
Winter Q&Q
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
~Edith Sitwell
Grace
Grace grows best in winter.
~ Samuel Rutherford
Snow
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.
~ Patricia Hampl