Sunday, 30 August 2026

"An Appreciation and Remembering the legacy of Dolly Parton"

 




Coat of Many Colours                                                                                                                                    sung in Paidi O'Shea's Pub in Kerry - "it could only happen in Ireland."

Back through the yearsI go wonderin' once againBack to the seasons of my youthI recall a box of rags that someone gave usAnd how my momma put the rags to useThere were rags of many colorsBut every piece was smallAnd I didn't have a coatAnd it was way down in the fallMomma sewed the rags togetherSewin' every piece with loveShe made my coat of many colorsThat I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a storyFrom the Bible she had readAbout a coat of many colorsJoseph wore and then she saidPerhaps this coat will bring youGood luck and happinessAnd I just couldn't wait to wear itAnd momma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colorsThat my momma made for meMade only from ragsBut I wore it so proudlyAlthough we had no moneyI was rich as I could beIn my coat of many colorsMy momma made for me
So with patches on my britchesAnd holes in both my shoesIn my coat of many colorsI hurried off to schoolJust to find the others laughingAnd making fun of meIn my coat of many colorsMy momma made for me
And oh, I couldn't understand itFor I felt I was richAnd I told 'em of the loveMy momma sewed in every stitchAnd I told 'em all the storyMomma told me while she sewedAnd how my coat of many colorsWas worth more than all their clothes
But they didn't understand itAnd I tried to make them seeThat one is only poorOnly if they choose to beNow I know we had no moneyBut I was rich as I could beIn my coat of many colorsMy momma made for meMade just for me

Dolly Parton's Imagination Library launched in Ireland at the same location seven years ago and has gifted more than 420k books to children 
Every book is a treasure and every time you open one up you will meet new friends and take wonderful journeys to magical places.” She also wished her young readers well in their future reading journey — and offered them some words of advice.

I hope you have a great time in school. I bet your school will even have a library where you can check out books. You and all of your friends are very special. There is no limit to what you can do or how far you can go. Just remember the lessons my family taught me — dream big dreams; learn everything you can learn; and care for all those who care for you. You do all of these things, and you can be anyone you want to be.”

Parton concluded, “You are terrific, and remember… I Will Always Love You.”0


"World Peace Award 2026"


 

๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—Ÿ๐—— ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—”๐—ช๐—”๐—ฅ๐—— ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฒ | ๐—” ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—˜๐—–๐—› ๐—ง๐—›๐—”๐—ง ๐—–๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ๐—ฆ ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—  ๐—ช๐—œ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก

At the World Peace Award ceremony in Stockholm, Venerable Bhikkhu Paรฑรฑฤkฤra delivered a powerful acceptance speech centered on one simple but profound message:

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—š๐—œ๐—ก๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—œ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—› ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—จ๐—ฆ.

Receiving the award, he expressed deep gratitude and humility, emphasizing that the recognition does not belong to one person alone, but to every individual who continues to believe that peace is possible and is willing to work for it.

He reflected on the Walk for Peace across the United States, which began on October 29, 2025, in Fort Worth, Texas. Together with Theravada monks from different countries, he walked approximately 2,300 miles (3,700 km) over 112 days, crossing 10 states before reaching Washington, DC.

But, he explained, the true meaning of the journey was not found in the number of miles.

๐—œ๐—ง ๐—ช๐—”๐—ฆ ๐—™๐—ข๐—จ๐—ก๐—— ๐—œ๐—ก ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—ข๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—˜.

Along the road, they met veterans, police officers, firefighters, nurses, teachers, public officials, families, immigrants, and people of many different faiths and backgrounds.

Some offered flowers.
Some offered food and water.
Some simply stood beside the road.

And many shared tears.

The message was clear: people everywhere may have different beliefs, languages, political views, and cultures, but beneath those differences is the same human heart — a heart that can be wounded, but can also heal.

Venerable Paรฑรฑฤkฤra reminded the audience that peace cannot simply be handed from one person to another. It cannot be purchased with money, received through an award, or imposed by force.

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐— ๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—•๐—˜ ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—”๐—–๐—ง๐—œ๐—–๐—˜๐——.

If we want peace in the world, we must first learn to care for the anger, fear, greed and sorrow within ourselves.

He also spoke about how conflict begins long before weapons are used. It can begin when fear grows without understanding, when we stop seeing the humanity of people who are different from us, and when anger becomes stronger than compassion.

Peace, therefore, is not only the responsibility of presidents, diplomats, religious leaders or international organizations.

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ฆ๐—ข ๐——๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐——๐—˜๐—— ๐—”๐—ง ๐—›๐—ข๐— ๐—˜, ๐—œ๐—ก ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—–๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—ข๐— , ๐—”๐—ง ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ž๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—–๐—˜, ๐—”๐—ก๐—— ๐—œ๐—ก ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฌ ๐—–๐—›๐—ข๐—œ๐—–๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—˜ ๐— ๐—”๐—ž๐—˜.

He challenged everyone to ask themselves:

Can we disagree without humiliating another person?

Can we listen without preparing an attack?

Can we protect our beliefs without treating another human being as an enemy?

He further emphasized that inner peace must become compassionate action — feeding the hungry, comforting the grieving, protecting children, caring for animals, welcoming strangers, and standing beside those who feel forgotten.

And then came one of the simplest practical messages of his speech.

Every morning, instead of allowing the mind to immediately fill itself with anger, hatred, greed and other unwholesome thoughts, begin the day with a wholesome intention.

Write down:

๐—ง๐—ข๐——๐—”๐—ฌ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—š๐—ข๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ง๐—ข ๐—•๐—˜ ๐— ๐—ฌ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜๐—™๐—จ๐—Ÿ ๐——๐—”๐—ฌ.

Read it. Say it aloud. And then live it — mindfully, peacefully, one task at a time.

He reminded the audience that our minds often become distracted because we try to do many things at once. Even during his speech, people could become distracted by something appearing on a screen while no longer truly listening.

๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—”๐—ง ๐—” ๐—ง๐—œ๐— ๐—˜.

Mindfulness, he explained, is part of the journey toward a peaceful life.

The World Peace Award, he said, is not the end of the work.

๐—œ๐—ง ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—” ๐—š๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—”๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—ข๐—ก๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—•๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ง๐—ฌ.

From Stockholm, his message went beyond the ceremony and beyond borders:

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—ฆ๐—ข๐— ๐—˜๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜ ๐—˜๐—Ÿ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ฆ ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—ข๐—ก๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—•๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ง๐—ฌ.

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—” ๐——๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—”๐—  ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ ๐—”๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—œ๐— ๐—˜.

๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—š๐—œ๐—ก๐—ฆ ๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜.
๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—š๐—œ๐—ก๐—ฆ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช.
๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—š๐—œ๐—ก๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—œ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก ๐—˜๐—”๐—–๐—› ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—จ๐—ฆ.

May those living in war find safety.
May separated families be reunited.
May those carrying hatred find the courage to put it down.
And may every child inherit a world where differences never become a reason for violence.

๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜ ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฃ. ๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜ ๐—ฉ๐—ข๐—œ๐—–๐—˜. ๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜ ๐—”๐—–๐—ง ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—ฃ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—ข๐—ก ๐—–๐—”๐—ก ๐—–๐—›๐—”๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—Ÿ๐——❤️๐Ÿ•Š️



A natural disaster reminds us that we are all connected. When one community suffers, compassion calls us to care, support, and stand together. May relief efforts reach affected communities as quickly as possible, bringing safety, shelter, medical care, food, and hope to those who need them most. 

Compassion Knows No Borders


The devastating floods near the Nepal–Tibet border have brought grief, uncertainty, and hardship to many families and communities. As rescue and relief efforts continue, our hearts and prayers are with everyone affected by this natural disaster.




Sunday, 23 August 2026

"The Empty Pot"




The Empty Pot

Long ago in China, there lived a wise and aging emperor who loved flowers more than anything else. His gardens were filled with beautiful blossoms from every corner of the kingdom. As he grew older, however, he faced an important problem: he had no children and needed to choose someone worthy to become the next emperor.

Instead of selecting the strongest warrior or the richest noble, he decided to find the most honest child in the land.

One day, he invited all the children in the kingdom to the palace. To each child, he gave a single flower seed.

"Take this seed," the emperor said. "Plant it in a pot, care for it with all your heart, and return in one year. I will choose my successor based on what you bring back."

Among the children was a boy named Ping, who loved gardening. He hurried home, planted his seed in fresh soil, watered it carefully, and placed it in the sunlight.

Days passed.

Then weeks.

But nothing grew.

Ping changed the soil, watered just the right amount, and made sure the pot had enough warmth and light. Still, the pot remained empty.

Months went by, and Ping became discouraged. While other children talked excitedly about their growing flowers, bushes, and colorful blooms, Ping had only an empty pot.

His mother comforted him.

"You have done everything you could," she said. "When it's time to see the emperor, simply take him the pot and tell him the truth."

When the year was over, children from across the kingdom arrived at the palace carrying magnificent flowers of every color and shape. Their pots overflowed with beautiful plants.

Ping felt embarrassed carrying his empty pot. He wanted to turn around and go home, but he remembered his mother's words.

So he stood quietly among the crowd.

The emperor walked slowly past each child, looking carefully at every flower. To everyone's surprise, he did not smile.

Finally, he came to Ping.

"Why is your pot empty?" he asked.

Ping bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, I planted the seed you gave me. I watered it, cared for it every day, and tried everything I knew. But it never grew. I am sorry."

The emperor's face brightened.

He asked Ping to step forward.

Then he turned to the crowd and said, "A year ago, I gave each of you a seed. But I had boiled every seed before giving it away. Boiled seeds cannot grow."

The crowd fell silent.

"You could not have grown these flowers from the seeds I gave you. Many of you replaced the seed with another because you wanted to impress me."

The emperor placed his hand on Ping's shoulder.

"This boy brought me the only thing I asked for: honesty."

He declared Ping his successor, saying, "A ruler must have courage, integrity, and truthfulness. These qualities are worth far more than the most beautiful flower."

And so, Ping became the next emperor, remembered not for the flowers he grew, but for the honesty he showed when it mattered most.


Moral of the Story

Honesty is more valuable than success gained through deceit. It takes courage to tell the truth, especially when everyone else appears to be succeeding. In the end, integrity is rewarded because trust is the foundation of good leadership and strong character.





Sunday, 16 August 2026

" Heart of a Teacher "

 " The Heart of a Teacher "



Heart of A Teacher
by Paula J. Fox

The child arrives like a mystery box…
with puzzle pieces inside
some of the pieces are broken or missing…
and others just seem to hide

But the HEART of a teacher can sort them out…
and help the child to see
the potential for greatness he has within…
a picture of what he can be

Her goal isn’t just to teach knowledge…
by filling the box with more parts
it’s putting the pieces together…
to create a work of art.

The process is painfully slow at times…
some need more help than others
each child is a work in progress…
with assorted shapes and colors

First she creates a classroom…
where the child can feel safe in school
where he never feels threatened or afraid to try…
and kindness is always the rule

She knows that a child can achieve
much more when he feels secure inside
when he’s valued and loved…and believes in himself …
and he has a sense of pride

She models and teaches good character…
and respect for one another
how to focus on strengths…not weaknesses
and how to encourage each other

She gives the child the freedom he needs…
to make choices on his own
so he learns to become more responsible…
and is able to stand alone

He’s taught to be strong and think for himself…
as his soul and spirit heal
and the puzzle that’s taking shape inside…
has a much more positive feel

The child discovers the joy that comes…
from learning something new…
and his vision grows as he begins
to see all the things he can do

A picture is formed as more pieces fit…
an image of the child within
with greater strength and confidence…
and a belief that he can win!

All because a hero was there…
in the HEART of a teacher who cared
enabling the child to become much more…
than he ever imagined…or dared

A teacher with a HEART for her children…
knows what teaching is all about
she may not have all the answers…
but on this…she has no doubt

When asked which subjects she loved to teach,
she answered this way and smiled…
“It’s not the subjects that matter…

It’s all about teaching the CHILD.

Teachers inspire the smallest hearts to grow big enough to change the world.” 
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=the+heart+of+a+teacher

The Heart of a Teacher

Teaching is more than just a role we play

It's a passion we carry every day

Though some moments are hard, we stay strong

Guiding children where they belong.
 

We give them knowledge, help them grow,

Support their steps as they come to know.

Through struggles and joy, we stand by their side

With love and care as their faithful guide.

 

We see their progress, we see their fight

We lift them up when they lose sight.

As teachers we give from the heart

In this journey we each play our part.

 

With passion, we teach, we guide, we care

Helping children rise everywhere.

We're proud of the work we do each day

And together we will show them the way.

 

Through love and struggle, joy and pain

We help them grow and rise again.

People may imagine, but can't truly feel

The hard work that makes our passion real.

 

We share the load, we lift each other

As teachers, we stand strong together.

We see their struggles, their highs and lows

And through it all, our love still grows.

We teach with care, we teach with pride

With every lesson, we're by their side.

We're more than teachers, we're a team

United by one common dream.

 

To guide the children who cross our way

To shape a brighter, better day.

With passion, we teach, we guide we care

Helping children rise everywhere.

 

We're proud of the work we do each day

And together we will show them the way.

Through love and struggle, joy and pain

We help them grow and rise again.

 

We have one voice, our mission clear

To touch each child we hold so dear.

We teach with hope, we teach with pride

And walk with them, side by side.

a heartfelt tribute to the dedication and passion teachers bring to their work 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhAeyzgwlFc&list=RDbhAeyzgwlFc&start_radio=1

 





"An Appreciation and Remembering the legacy of Dolly Parton"

  Coat of Many Colours                                                                                                                      ...