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Comment by Chetana on May 29, 2010 at 6:58am

A story tells of a merchant in a small town who had identical twin sons. The boys worked for their father in the department store he owned and, when he died, they took over the store.
Everything went well until the day a twenty-dollar bill disappeared. One of the brothers had left the bill on the cash register and walked outside with a customer. When he returned, the money was gone.
He asked his brother, "Did you see that twenty-dollar bill on the cash register?" His brother replied that he had not. But the young man kept probing and questioning. He would not let it alone. "Twenty-dollar bills just don't get up and walk away! Surely you must have seen it!" There was subtle accusation In his voice. Tempers began to rise. Resentment set in. Before long, a deep and bitter chasm divided the young men. They refused to speak.
They finally decided they could no longer work together and a dividing wall was built down the center of the store. For twenty years hostility and bitterness grew, spreading to their families and to the community.

Then one day a man in an automobile licensed in another state stopped in front of the store. He walked in and asked the clerk, "How long have you been Here?" The clerk replied that he'd been there all his life. The customer said, "I must share something with you. Twenty years ago I was 'riding the rails' and Came into this town in a boxcar. I hadn't eaten for three days. I came into this store from the back door and saw a twenty-dollar bill on the cash register. I put it in my pocket and walked out. All these years I haven't been able to forget that. I know it wasn't much money, but I had to come back and ask your Forgiveness. "

The stranger was amazed to see tears well up in the eyes of this middle-aged man. "Would you please go next door and tell that same story to the man in The store?" he said. Then the man was even more amazed to see two middle-aged men, who looked very much alike, embracing each other and weeping together In the front of the store.

After twenty years, the brokenness was mended. The wall of resentment that divided them came down.

Lesson to Learn from The Story

It is so often the little things - like resentments - that finally divide people. And the solution, of course, is to let them go. There is really nothing particularly profound about it. But for fulfilling and lasting relationships, letting them go is a must. Refuse to carry around bitterness and you may be surprised at how much energy you have left for building bonds with those you love

-- With Love,

Comment by Stephanie on May 28, 2010 at 4:37pm

Chetana
so so good to see you are back.
And your story is wonderful, a real soul healing story.
You are a beautiful soul Chetana, hope you are feeling a-ok now.
love to you
Steph (and yes, I have changed my smiling face to this little doggie in a dress....it's a long story, even though the dress is short!)

Comment by Chetana on May 28, 2010 at 4:34pm

Posting a story a friend sent me
Helping Others

When my son was a young teenager, he and his friend set out in a bus across town to purchase skateboard axles. They each had $20. When they arrived downtown, they discovered they needed more money to cover bus fare and sales tax. They were short $3.75.

A branch of our bank was nearby, so they decided to go in and take out a loan. The teller told them that was not possible, but that they could get a cash advance on their parents' credit card. So they called home, but got no answer. They tried the teller again to see if anything more could be done. She referred them to the desk of the vice president. When he asked why the bank should give them a loan, they answered, "Because we're Boy Scouts and good students, and very trustworthy." He said that since they had no collateral, they would have to write out and sign an IOU. They did, and he in turn gave them the money they needed to complete their mission.

We found out later that this wonderful man lent the boys his own money. (My husband called him the next day asking for the same terms on a home loan!) In talking with the man, we learned that he had made many such loans, including a large one to a Navy wife whose allotment was delayed. He said he's been repaid almost 100 percent of the time, and that the opportunity to help others in this way was one of the most rewarding parts of his job.

My son and his friend hopped on the bus the very next morning. They paid off their loan and received their IOU signed by the vice president. It was banking at its best.

Comment by Leah D (Pixie) on May 28, 2010 at 2:45pm

Dear Steph,
This group will NOT die out! People are just,as YOU busy other places HERE and there,all over on ipeace ..I will come & write some story,or stories..soon as I can, my ipeace energy like YOU wrote has been spent on Forum discussion,blogging,writing,discussing working to solving problems on ipeace ning site..I am also trying to keep up on other groups & discussions I have started/written,my blogs needed & still needing replied to & updated..much to Do! My personal life also needs tending to.
I enjoyed reading, seeing your writings & pix of benefit /show.
Thank You for sharing :)

Comment by Stephanie on May 28, 2010 at 2:13pm

All my iPeace energy is going towards solving some of its problems. We are on the forum and blog regarding the future of iPeace.
It saddens me to see this group so innactive...but I am needed elsewhere I feel.
If this group dies out, it will be sad to see that happen. It was always in my heart so strongly.

Comment by Stephanie on May 24, 2010 at 12:41pm

ps The two women are me at the right, and Sabrina Lauri, a lovely Italian artist and good friend of our friend Enzo who passed away almost a year ago. She planned the full event, which was appreciated by all. In the background, my little painting called Blue and You.

Comment by Stephanie on May 24, 2010 at 12:40pm

Saturday May 22 there was a wonderful benefit/show to commemorate my friend from long ago, Enzo Barbacci. He was a marvelous painter, often inserting a pigeon into his artwork. The theme for over 40 artist friends was to paint a pigeon for Enzo, thus the title of the show "Un Piccione per Enzo".
This benefit show "Un Piccione per Enzo" was held to commemorate our dear friend Enzo Barbacci in the Daniele Chianelli Residence, Perugia. The structure hosts patients of leucemia who undergo cures and operations and is located right next to the hospital. Creators and directors Franco Chianelli and wife Luciana are friends from long ago and wonderful people. Here are some photos from the evening and of the Daniele Chianelli Residence in Perugia.

Comment by Leah D (Pixie) on May 20, 2010 at 4:21am

Yes, wise wise wise words indeed!
Stephanie, I will get back soon, as You have seen I have been a busy busy ipeaceing girl, writing,blogging,friends,doing my part in saving ipeace,writing discussions, on the Welcome Team,etc.. trying fit my personal life in all of it,somewhere? Have managed over last few days to do a bit of that.
Won't be online most of tomorrow,or is it today for You now? lol..much to do,here and there and everywhere!
love & smile ..Goodnight lovelies xx

Comment by Clicia Pavan on May 18, 2010 at 12:08am

Stephanie

Clicia
you have done it!!! You saw a problem and solved it...alone!!!
You are now a star, here on iPeace.

Other people also helped, I'm not star my lovely friend
The pace of social change, technological and environmental disasters is changing so rapidly and unless we have time to assimilate all these changes and adapt to them, we become more stressed.
The increasingly fast pace of daily life distances us from ourselves, helping to increase our anxiety. We are disconnected with ourselves, with others, with nature, with the community, with God within us. This takes away our security and stability. And often, we see things as threats to our security and wellbeing.
Nowadays people have no contact with nature, eat hastily, live in isolated houses or apartments and do not know their neighbors. Some people move away from parents, siblings and raise their children in families isoladas.Vivemos in a time of anxiety and violence.
Many feel disconnected from the very soul ... Ipeace and other communities
when they are united seek the greatest good of each --- Peace friendship and solidarity among menbros - providers and networks provide us with the part physical ---
capitalism money to buy the computer, our work paid the light provider and the cost of being part of this huge family net
I speak of peace and believe in what I write, but life has its practical side
Without money you would not be here now reading me ---- why not have a computer
the problem is not having or not having money, but how you spend your money and your time .....
Our society demands that we be perfect, always young and beautiful, with advertisements encouraging consumerism, instant gratification, materialism.
And this increases the emptiness and depression that some feel.
Let's think more with their heart, if I have little help with what I can, it does not make me be less. If I can not be a tree, I'll be the green grass ----
Because the grass is as important as a tree
Ipeace, peace, love
Ipeace muito, very muito obrigado
Ipeace very, very much thanks
I love you!

Comment by Stephanie on May 17, 2010 at 11:22pm

Leah, thank you for this wonderful energy!
It is funny, I had just been studying all that you are writing back and forth about wisdom, Native Americans...I was just looking, resting my eyes a bit on the computer...taking a break from household things. And then, HERE YOU ARE!
You followed me over to this group. It had been a long time since I had seen you there....I mean here...i mean, afterall, didn't I meet you when you met Des or did I meet him first? I think I remember seeing him on chat when you were there, and there was a lot of chatting, and perhaps sometimes I was about to cut in and then I realized that no, you two were "alone" and needed to be so.
Faintly I remember this...but then, mymemory, oh....what is a memory I forgot!
Must do something more now, it is 10.20pm in Italy.
Glad to see you...but if ciggy means cigarette...please, try to quit. Try gum, raisins, pretzels, or blowing bubbles! Or whistling....ciggies are bad, aren't they? I try to help people to stop....if you want, I will help you too! If you don't want me to, just say "no Steph, don't help". I won't mention it again!
love and good night
Steph

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