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Memories give shape and value to who we are and where we have
come from. Recall assists coping with present challenges and memories provide
sign posts for assisting future coping. While reminiscence may be about the
past, it occurs in the present. From infancy to old age, the recall of personal
memories serves to establish identity, safeguard self esteem, assist
communication, enhance relationships, and preserve and transmit personal,
family and community history. By valuing memories people are helped to value
themselves when developmental challenges, current circumstances, transitions,
failing health and increasing age assail us.
This fourth edition of a popular handbook contains much new
as well as updated material. It provides detailed practical guidance about how
to undertake planned reminiscence and life story work with a wide variety of
people while also being a useful guide to the steadily growing body of relevant
research evidence about the effectiveness of various narrative and biographical
approaches. Importantly, reminiscence and life story work are low risk,
relatively low cost and widely acceptable; reminiscing with others in a small
group or life story work with an individual benefits most people of different
ages and varied circumstances. They can also be hugely enjoyable activities.
Facilitating reminiscence groups or life story work,
regardless of the age of participants, requires skill, empathy and knowledge. A
wide range of professionals employed in various statutory and independent
organizations will find this book helpful. Health and social care staff,
librarians, community artists, museum staff, teachers and oral historians
should find it particularly relevant. Volunteers, families and friends will
also find this book provides new ideas about ways of extending and deepening
relationships and enriching the time spent in the company of people with
diminishing abilities.
The nature and purposes of reminiscence are situated within
a life course developmental perspective. The stages of work and the relevant
responsibilities of reminiscence workers are identified while the importance of
values and the necessity for training and support are stressed. Chapters focus
on oral history in community development, reminiscence with ethnic minorities,
inter-generational work, and reminiscence with people with dementia,
depression, sensory impairment, learning disabilities and those who are
terminally ill or bereaved. Case examples, illustrations, application
exercises, reading and recording forms are included
siddha raj dhami
siddha raj dhami
If I give you my heart will you give it a home to stay and be happy in it.
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tere bajho haal dil da sunaiye kisnu..
hun tu v chadd challi, swere sham hun dhiaye kisnu...
manya ke dosh apan dovan da nai c...
hun tu hi dass isda doshi banaiye kisnu..
hun tanhaiya hi rah gaiyan ne jholi ch meri...
kah sakda ha mai apna jisnu....s....
Dil Ko Hum Se Churaya AapNe,
Door Hote HuA Apna Banaya AapNe,
Kabhi Bhool Nahi Payenge Aap Ko,
Kyu Ki Yaad Rakhana Sikhaya AapNelove quotes
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone
who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve
never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually
want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come
true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has
thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them
about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed
to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of
yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not
good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about
yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure,
jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can
be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love
you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as
a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to
cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and
vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant.
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t
exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a
long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence,
there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content
in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become
fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so
special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything
you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or
even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a
chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a
love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is
the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares
you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul
mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting
and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part
of your life.”
siddha raj dhamilove
“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master...”
life
“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
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Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.”
siddha raj dhami
This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babve, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.”
Funny childhood life
I've let a lot of
chances pass me by. Sometimes I feared rejection or I just couldn't tell them
how I truly felt. But it’s too late now; too late to tell them how hard I fell
for them. Now I'm living in the past, full of regrets and the chances I was
afraid to take. Don't end up like me, don't be afraid to take the chance
because honestly sometimes you only get one chance and it’s up to you to take
it or not.
I failed a lot of
times running after people that didn't feel the same way for me. I treated them
like they were my everything but they just treated me like another someone they
knew. I gave up a lot of times and still every time I start loving someone new
it never tends to work out...and it tears me up inside realizing that they are
starting to fade away from my life and eventually they'll be gone
It's funny how when
you're a kid a day can last forever, and now all these years seem to pass like
a blink of the eye.
“Critics who treat
'adult' as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot
be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown
up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these
things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and
adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to
want to grow. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood this
concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was
ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been
found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I
put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to
be very grown up.”
“You know, I do
believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among
magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic,
connected by silver filaments of chance and circumstance. But I knew it all
along. When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its
green spirit glow I saw the past, the present and into the future. You probably
did too; you just don’t recall it. See, this is my opinion: we all start out
knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us.
We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in
grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We
get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the
straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to
grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people
doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic
we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.
After you go so far
away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. You can have seconds of it.
Just seconds of knowing and remembering. When people get weepy at movies, it’s
because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly.
Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up,
and they’re left feeling a little heart sad and not knowing why. When a song
stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your
attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at
night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who
you are and where you are. For the briefest of instants, you have stepped into
the magic realm.
That’s what I
believe.
The truth of life is
that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us. We
get shouldered with burdens, some of them good, some of them not so good.
Things happen to us. Loved ones die. People get in wrecks and get crippled.
People lose their way, for one reason or another. It’s not hard to do, in this
world of crazy mazes. Life itself does its best to take that memory of magic
away from us. You don’t know it’s happening until one day you feel you’ve lost
something but you’re not sure what it is. It’s like smiling at a pretty girl
and she calls you “sir.” It just happens.
These memories of who
I was and where I lived are important to me. They make up a large part of who
I’m going to be when my journey winds down. I need the memory of magic if I am
ever going to conjure magic again. I need to know and remember, and I want to
tell you.”
