i read this somwhere, like to share it with you
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,when 24hrs in a day are not enough,remember the jar and the coffee...
The professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.When the class began,wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.He then asked the students if the jar was full.They agreed that it was.The professor the picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.He shook the jar gently.The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.He then asked the students again if the jar was full.They agreed it was.The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.Of course the sand filled up everything else.He asked once more if the jar was full.The students responded with a unanimous "yes".The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar ,effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed."Now",said the professor,as the laughter subsided,"I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.The golf balls are the important things-your family,children,your health,your friends and your favorite passions, if everything is lost,and only they remained,your life would still be full.The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job,your house and your car etc.The sand is everything else,the small stuff.If you put the sand into the jar first,he continued,"there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls".The same goes for your life.If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,you will never have room for the things that are important to you.Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.Take care of your golf balls first,the things that really matter.Set your priorities".
The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.The professor smiled."I'm glad you asked.It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.

THE PURPOSE, MEANING AND REASON

I created a new blogger account about two weeks ago and have been too busy too post. I have been busy, doing important things like sleeping , eating and the works. My dear friend laziness was the one who encouraged me, so its not my fault. Like all good girls, i wanted to get up at 9.00( hey am on vacation), but laziness was very convincing and told me that i needed my fourteen hour sleep. LAZO( as i affectionately call laziness) threatened me by reminding me of boredom, that irritating guy who visits me when i have nothing to do. So taking LAZO`S advice , i decided to sleep for a few more hours. I had to avoid MR. boredom, at all costs and sleeping through out the day was my last resort.
I have had more guests/ friends this vacation, i have to mention MR. gluttony, the guy is very dedicated to his cause. Everytime i think about , smell , see food or anything edible that sitmulates my senses, he is there by my side. Here is a guy who gives 100% to his job, the last time i was up at two in the morning, he was there by my side and lightly suggested to me that i finish the choclate ice cream in the fridge. Being the wise and able advicer, that he is , he also pointed at the bottle of choclate syrup. You see they say that choclate is the child of temptation and i had to free my dessert from sin , by bathing it in a river of choclate ( the liquid form being the purest). So , i am therefore justified in saying that MR. gluttony is a wisened elder when it comes to such matters , so whom am i to dispute his pearls of wisdom offered by this earnest soul. So i dont bother to contradict anthying he says, so if he asks me to eat one more choclate, one more piece of cake (or the whole cake, if he says so) i sincerely oblige. His philosophy is simple, he says that the stomach, is the soul; and its capacity is limitless. So when you feed your stomach, you feed your soul and that is the root to true happiness.
So there i was content, blissfully existing in my cocoon. The usual suspect MR. boredom, was the one who disrupted the peaceful and soothing life . I was religiously following LAZO`S advice to the extent that i was giving my cat serious competion in terms of who clocked more sleeping hours .LAZO , the lazy b*****d was wrong, MR. boredom, managed to find me. To escape boredom`s naging presence, i went back to sleep and this time tried to go dwell and hide deep within my sub- conscious, to give boredom a slip.
The dark grossly neglected caves of my sub- conscience was a prison for many trapped souls. I learnt a few off their names, they were my health, mind, spirit, will-power and the old man soul.They all ganged up on me, and blamed my neglect and indifference for their present status. In unison they all demanded freedom, from the tyranny of their clueless ruler. Cornered by the the mob i gave in, and told them i would do everything in my power to free them. I asked them, what i could do to grant them freedom? They all looked back , as if to find an answer in the question. Then it struck me, they were me and i was them. So if i didnt know the answer, nor would they.
Then i turned to old man soul, if any one would know the answer, it would be him. He existed long before i did and once was a part of the essense of the universe. The others were getting restless and their eyes flashed with a murderous sparkle. One of them tried to jump on me and attack me. But somethimg saved me , old man soul had released from within himself, three spirits. They were the purpose, reason and the meaning of life. They had an aura of mystery shrouding them. They wore robes that covered all the things that they didnt want to reveal to me. They chorused together saying that the only way to free the beings within in me, is to free myself. They told me to do what i was meant to be doing and told the answers will be found if the right questions are asked at the right time. They asked me to do something productive.
So this is why am writing this now. I`m still contemplating on what they said and what it means to me. So , cheers! to the PURPOSE, MEANING AND REASON OF LIFE .