Trust: Essential Ingredient for a Soul-Prospering Life – 6 Quotes


Without trust we can’t craft and live our soul-prospering lives. Without trust it’s difficult to accomplish our Mission and to achieve our Destiny here on Earth.

There are three main types of trust: Trust in ourselves, trust in our Vision, and trust in the Universe.

Notice I didn’t include “trust in others”. Certainly trust that your friend and loved ones want what’s best for you; that they truly want you to succeed and be happy. Don’t look to them, however, to always be able to pitch in and help you or to always be enthusiastic and encouraging toward you and your dreams. They have lives and dreams and Missions and a Destiny, too! They have rough patches to wade through just like you do.

The only one who is always going to be right there with you in each and every moment of your life is YOU. So, it’s YOU that has to generate your own inspiration and motivation. It’s YOU who has to strengthen your resolve and wherewithal so that you can plow through the tough spots.

We’ll talk about trust this week, trusting yourself, trusting your Vision, and trusting the Universe.

In the meantime, here are a few quotes to get our mind prepped for the week ahead. Enjoy!

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don’t trust enough. ~Frank Crane

A man who doesn’t trust himself can never truly trust anyone else. ~Cardinal de Retz

Deciding whether or not to trust a person is like deciding whether or not to climb a tree, because you might get a wonderful view from the highest branch, or you might simply get covered in sap, and for this reason many people choose to spend their time alone and indoors, where it is harder to get a splinter. ~Lemony Snicket

The most important decision we make is whether we believe we live in a friendly Universe or a hostile Universe. ~Albert Einstein

Your destiny is the level where you will play your tune. You might not change your instrument but how well you play is entirely in your hands. ~Elif Shaftak, The Forty Rules of Love: A Novel of Rumi

Even when you think you have your life all mapped out, things happen that shape your destiny in ways you might never even have imagined. The coincidences or little miracles that happen every day of your life are hints that the universe has much bigger plans for you than you ever dreamed of for yourself. ~Deepak Chopra, The Spontaneous Fulfillment of Desire: Harnessing the Infinite Power of Coincidence

In the comments below, let me know what you think of these quotes. Thanks!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,

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Inspiring Poem: If All the Skies by Henry van Dyke


This little poem reminds us that without sadness, we won’t understand or fully appreciate joy; without periods of lack, we wouldn’t appreciate abundance. It’s through the contrasts that Life presents to us that we are able to be fully human.

Enjoy the poem!

If All the Skies

If all the skies were sunshine,
Our faces would be fain
To feel once more upon them
The cooling splash of rain.

If all the world were music,
Our hearts would often long
For one sweet strain of silence,
To break the endless song.

If life were always merry,
Our souls would seek relief,
And rest from weary laughter
In the quiet arms of grief.

~Henry van Dyke.

In the comments below, let me know what you thought of the poem. Thanks!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,

Inspiring Poem: The Has-Beens by Walt Mason


Here is a poem that reminds us that while the world may say that we’re all washed up and it’s too late for us, it just ain’t so! It’s never too late to begin again.

Enjoy the poem!



I read the papers every day,

and oft encounter tales

which show there’s hope for every jay

who in life’s battle fails.


I’ve just been reading of a gent

who joined the has-been ranks,

at fifty years without a cent,

or credit at the banks.

But undismayed he buckled down,

refusing to be beat,

and captured fortune and renown;

he’s now on Easy Street.


Men say that fellows down and out

ne’er leave the rocky track,

but facts will show, beyond a doubt,

that has-beens do come back.

I know, for I who write this rhyme,

when forty-odd years old,

was down and out, without a dime,

my whiskers full of mold.

By black disaster I was trounced

until it jarred my spine;

I was a failure so pronounced

I didn’t need a sign.

And after I had soaked my coat,

I said (at forty-three),

“I’ll see if I can catch the goat

that has escaped from me.”

I labored hard;

I strained my dome,

to do my daily grind,

until in triumph I came home,

my billy-goat behind.


And any man who still has health

may with the winners stack,

and have a chance at fame and wealth—

for has-beens do come back.

~Walt Mason


What did you think of the poem? Let me know in the comments below. Thanks!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,


Inspiring Poem: The Land of Beginning Again by Louisa Fletcher Tarkington

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Not one of us is exempt from difficulties. Instead of huge knotty problems to be grappled with, sometimes they are small things, especially those things left undone, that create a day that we label as a bad one.

This poem points out the little things that we occasionally don’t do, even though we know we should.   It gives voice to the regret we feel when we realize what we’ve done–or more precisely, what we haven’t done.

One thing the poet left out is that we can begin again. Each day is a clean slate and we can resolve to do those things we’ve regretted not doing in the past. As a matter of fact, each moment is fresh and new and we can choose to make a different decision.

I like the line “…And all our poor selfish griefs could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door, and never be put on again.” It’s a great image that’s visceral–we’ve all worn a shabby coat, perhaps while doing yard work in chilly weather–and is a wonderful example of how to handle our regrets: just let them go because nothing we do in the present moment or in the future will change what happened. By treating each moment as an opportunity to be our better self, we can change our present moment, which will have a positive effect on our future.

Enjoy the poem!


The Land of Beginning Again

I wish there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again,
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches,
And all our poor, selfish griefs
Could be dropped, like a shabby old coat, at the door,
And never put on again.
I wish we could come on it all unaware,
Like the hunter who finds a lost trail;
And I wish that the one whom our blindness had done
The greatest injustice of all
Could be at the gate like the old friend that waits
For the comrade he’s gladdest to hail.
We would find the things we intended to do,
But forgot and remembered too late—
Little praises unspoken, little promises broken,
And all of the thousand and one
Little duties neglected that might have perfected
The days of one less fortunate.
It wouldn’t be possible not to be kind.
In the Land of Beginning Again;
And the ones we misjudged and the ones whom we grudged
Their moments of victory here,
Would find the grasp of our loving handclasp
More than penitent lips could explain.
For what had been hardest we’d know had been best,
And what had seemed loss would be gain,
For there isn’t a sting that will not take wing
When we’ve faced it and laughed it away;
And I think that the laughter is most what we’re after,
In the Land of Beginning Again.
So I wish that there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again,
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches,
And all our poor, selfish griefs
Could be dropped, like a ragged old coat, at the door,
And never put on again.


~Louisa Fletcher Tarkington.



What did you think of this poem? Let me know in the comments below. Thanks!


Your Friend and Pep Pal,


Happy Valentine’s Day! Remember to Love Yourself


Happy Valentine’s Day!

Throughout the year we express our love and goodwill to our family and friends, and we extend loving-kindness to others. Today on Valentine’s Day when we pay particular attention to the love and gratitude we feel for those closest to us, let’s also remember ourselves. Too often we’re the ones at the bottom of our love, goodwill, and loving-kindness list. Today let’s move ourselves closer to the top.

What loving gesture will you give yourself today–what kind thing will you do for you today? Let me know in the comments below. Thanks!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,


Inspiring Poems: See it Through by Edgar A. Guest


This poem is a great reminder to take the next step. You may not want to, it may not be fun, and perhaps you’re at the end of your rope with frustration, discouragement, and fear. Take the next step anyway, even if it’s a teeny tiny baby step.

See It Through

 When you’re up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it’s vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!

  Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
But don’t let your nerve desert you;
Keep yourself in fighting trim.
If the worse is bound to happen,
Spite of all that you can do,
Running from it will not save you,
See it through!

 Even hope may seem but futile,
When with troubles you’re beset,
But remember you are facing
Just what other men have met.
You may fail, but fall still fighting;
Don’t give up, whate’er you do;
Eyes front, head high to the finish.
See it through!

~Edgar A. Guest


Let me know what you thought of the poem. Thanks!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,


Inspiring Poems: The Quitter by Robert W. Service


We all have “one of those days”. They’re the ones when nothing seems to go right. They’re also the days when we have to work so hard and so long for the tiniest thing to go right…well, for it not to go too wrong, at any rate!

Here’s a poem that can help you through “those days”:


When you’re lost in the wild and you’re scared as a child,
And death looks you bang in the eye;
And you’re sore as a boil, it’s according to Hoyle
To cock your revolver and die.

  But the code of a man says fight all you can,
And self-dissolution is barred;
In hunger and woe, oh it’s easy to blow—
It’s the hell served for breakfast that’s hard.

  You’re sick of the game? Well now, that’s a shame!
You’re young and you’re brave and you’re bright.
You’ve had a raw deal, I know, but don’t squeal.
Buck up, do your damnedest and fight!

  It’s the plugging away that will win you the day,
So don’t be a piker, old pard;
Just draw on your grit; it’s so easy to quit—
It’s the keeping your chin up that’s hard.

  It’s easy to cry that you’re beaten and die,
It’s easy to crawfish and crawl,
But to fight and to fight when hope’s out of sight,
Why, that’s the best game of them all.

  And though you come out of each grueling bout,
All broken and beaten and scarred—
Just have one more try. It’s dead easy to die,
It’s the keeping on living that’s hard

~Robert W. Service.


What did you think of this poem? Let me know–thanks!

Your Friend and Pep Pal,


Crafting a soul-prospering life.