It’s a new year. Bright. Fresh. New. Untarnished. Like spring and new babies. Beginnings can be beautiful and messy at the same time. A blank page waiting to be filled.
Carol
Beginning is starting over again, to let go of all the past hurts, failures, trials, mistakes, and pains. To start anew each and every day with God’s new mercies and grace. It is the opportunity to become a better you and live more Godly and righteous each day.
Tahirah
In the beginning there was only me – well and my mom and dan and sister. I wish I could see that beginning from a different lens – what if I could go back and see my life beginning? the impact I made – the initial reactions and then how everything changed?
Shrewood MacVeigh
After pouring a few classes of red wine and smoking the last cigarette of the day, she always felt like something inside her died. It was the annihilation of her overprotective mechanisms that led to new beginnings. But to what cost?
It’s the start of a new place in time. It will be life altering and revolutionizing. It’s a simple but impacting way to have a fresh start!
Caryl Weingartner
The beginning of a nw chapter.
Andrea was;t very outgoing. It’s not that she was shy, she just had a lot going on inside her head. Which made it worse when she developed the ability to read minds.
…Y
Fireball?
I love beginnings; everything is new, promising, a clan slate… Perhaps that is why I do so many things – I like new beginnings, I thrive on them, although I can get stressed or worried, too.
I have no feelings to feel. Who thought an ending would be so rough? However, could this possibly be a blessing in disguise, maybe there’s a silver lining. You aren’t hurting; I might be, but only a little. I cherished the time that we had, and that’s all we had. So all I can do now is thank you for everything that you’ve done because what I thought was the ending is only the beginning.
Beginnings are magical. They can be the start of a new chapter of your life, and bring great joy. Or, beginnings can bring pain. They can wreck your dreams, leaving your to watch as the last embers of your fairy tale go dark.
God spoke and it was good. God’s voice spoke the beginning of time, and the beginning of mankind. In the beginning, he made every living thing, and he saw that it was good.
January
You don’t know that’s what it is when you’re there. But long years later, you can look at the second, the day, the hour that it happened. What you were doing, where you were, who was with you and what they said. You can see those eyes and that face still, all those years younger. You can remember the way he smiled, the sound of his laugh, the way he flipped the bird at someone who said something he didn’t like, the way he tossed his long hair, the way the sun shone on it, the way he smelled, all of it. It was the beginning. And never more beautiful than it was right then.
nyla
Everyday is the beginning of something. You wake up and begin your day, but then it slowly comes to an end. Remember every beginning comes with an ending.
For every new beginning there is an end. My end is near. I am not sad however. No, I am not depressed or disheartened. I am happy because I know these are not my closing lines. For every ending there is a new beginning.
The earth shook moving each and every element. The water stop flowing and was instead replaced with a hot, liquidy, mess. The air was dry as your hands on a cold winter day. The ground began to crack leaving no piece of dirt untouched. The creatures that roamed this planet dropped, one by one. This was the end, no. This was the beginning.
The beginning is something that comes first. So I have been told. But what is it really? It is a start of a new life. It is a word that tells us that there is no point on giving up! No point on saying, “I’m not worth it today.” Because you are. the beginning is the point where you say, ” I start here.” and live a life that you want to have it. not living it on how someone else wants your life to be, where you want your beginning! It is watching your life begin again. Beginning a new life, it equals a new start! To a long living good life.
Last night was a beginning. A college class. I taught it. Me. And I loved so much that finally, finally. I am older. They are young. Just beginning. Me too. I start all over again. Begin again with every relevant comment, every deep question, every rustle of the page. I am the student again. Beginning. Teacher. student. Student. teacher. “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” And life, for me, began again in a college classroom. Outside, a swirl of snowflakes. Fresh. Pure. Magical. Crystal-clear. New.
It’s the way to start over. It’s a new life. It’s when an old relationship can start over new and fresh. It’s reading a new book or watching a new tv series. It’s finding out you will have a new baby cousin.
Beginning to an end. The beginning to your future. What does this mean to us. You begin writing an essay that your teacher assigns to you, but you dont know how to begin or end this essay. you fret upon the idea of beginning this essay your teacher has assigned to you, you feel that beginning this assignment will open up new chances to your life, maybe writing this essay can be the beginning of your famous life or this essay can be a beginning to this new world you never saw as a reality. What does beginning really mean to us?
The long halls. The anticipation. New school. Another me. An opaque mask to hide the tears of a young girl that just wants to fit in. To be normal. Why does she always do this? I feel lost in a world full of anxiety. Struggling to accept. Struggling to breathe. I wish I could go back–to the beginning.
Everyone thinks they need a new one. Sometimes they lead to nothing. Occasionally they are perfect. But often, they have no meaning. Another, greater one can just as easily take its place.They are biodegradable. They will not last, nor will anyone ever see them again. A beginning is simply the start of an end.
“This is to new beginnings.” We clank our glasses together ad take a sip.
“I need a fresh start. I need to know that things will be okay.” I feel his husky breath on my neck.
“Give it time.”
We stare into each others eyes. The last thing we hear is gun shots.
This is our new beginning.
Beginning isn’t hard. It’s all about the who and what they will do. The character must be likable, but not perfect. Perfection comes at the end, even if it’s flawed. Beginning is easy. It’s ending- finding those flaws worth keeping in, keeping them human- that’s the hard part.
Everyday you get a new beginning. Life has unlimited beginnings. You can choose to begin again each and everyday. Books have new beginnings songs have new beginnings. Love has a new beginning.
No Name
We’re off and going on and on and on. We don’t know how it happened. We don’t know how it will end. We are going on and on and on to the middle then the end. We’ve come all this way just to say that we made it this from coming from the beginning.
Open doors. The sound of birds chirping. Suns rising. People moving.
I woke up.
Bells. School bells. Church bells.
Shots are fired. It’s a race–a dead sprint to the finish.
The beginning of the end is such a banal phrase but she couldn’t think of anything else while looking in his eyes and seeing that knowing smirk with something so childish and pure lurking in the crinkles at the corners of his eyes.
And the end. In the beginning there was light. And that light was God. But what is at the end? No one can truly say. All we know is the beginning, the rest is up to each person to experience individually.
Heidi Klem
I never knew Marlowe at the start, merely where we ended at that cafe in Paris. He was a good man with a dire vision, and I think he went mad trying to reconcile the two. He started me on my mission.
John
The start. What comes first? The beginning. All things must begin somewhere. And with a beginning there must be an end. And with both of those there must be something in the middle.. yes. The beginning begins it all.
Chris
There is always a beginning, whether it’s for a book, a movie, life, etc., there is always a beginning. Some people tend to forget that there is also an ending, however. Some are in the distant future for others and some are nearer than they seem. That’s why we make our beginning memorable so we’re not just remembered for our endings.
The beginning of there love was great but the end was very sad.
She looked for him in the crowd. She finnily spotted his face. She slapped him across the face but he didn’t care. He grabbed her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She wanted to stop him but she gave in and wrapped her arm around him. It was a moment that seemed to last forever. A loud sound made her turn around and a sudden pain made her fall to the floor she dared not look at the place where the pain came from but instead stared at her dear friend whose face was full of horror. Every thing went cold. She used the rest of her every thing in her power to give him one last good bye kiss. She tried to say she loved him but instead coughed up blood. She watched everything fade away. her love was gone forever………….
Ellie
In the beginning, I was not unhappy about my job. I just wanted a break.
It was not until my break was refused that I became unhappy. Would it have been better to just allow me to take the break rather than causing all this heart ache?
Suzanne
it happens like this, but you do not know then that it is the beginning of everything: they bring to you a small, fragile slave they took from someplace else, for he is a foreigner, his skin pearly and splotchy red when the frost hits it and turns yours blue.
Beginnings are important, because without them, you wouldn’t have endings or middles. Sometimes, the beginning is the end and the end is the beginning. Beginnings are like promises–that something new will take the place of what was old. The beginning of spring is bright and refreshing in the face of the frigid winter. The beginning of school promises new friends and teachers and classes. The beginning of a book leaves the promise of something exciting or interesting to read. Sometimes beginnings can be sad; endings can be sad, too, and middles are the ridges and hills–the obstacles and barriers that try your soul. Beginnings can be frightening, but but without them, there would be no fun no start, no push into the joy of life.
in the beginning God created the heavens and the earth
in the beginning God made me
imacowgirl
In the beginning there was the beginning which was the beginning which was the beginning. :_)
Samuel H.
Not now! Every day I open my eyes and have to wonder where is this day going to take me. It’s always #beginning. Some days I wish for constancy of bliss. No questions. No wondering. Then, I would have no curiosity and life would surely grow boring. Be grateful for the struggle of life. @oznolem @oneworddotcom
It’s not much of a new beginning when you keep getting the same words. Begin again? Is that the message? Keep trying? Even if it’s a repeat, each day is a new beginning? So take the first step. Just take it. See where it leads.
I’m beginning to write the beginning of the beginning of the earth. in a perfect world. In the beginning god created dogs cause dogs are cute and fun… and also its god spelled backwords. day 2. God created good music ( Justin Beiber was not “good music” he also went to hell… immediately) Eminem, Jay-Z, Kanye West and Alt-J. Day 3 God created a fun game including, frozen water, long sticks and heavy rubber flat circles, which he named “Hockey.” Day 4 god created the word, “Snuggles” which are gladly used today. Day 5 god created “Sweatpants” a very holy wonderful pair of pants that has a chick magnet connected to it. Day 6 god created a very magnificent contraption which plays lovely music with just 6 strings sounds great, unless stinkin Vamps come in a ruin the whole frickin art of it. Day 7 god didnt go to bed ohhh no. he parted with angel babes all night. THE END.
It’s a new year. Bright. Fresh. New. Untarnished. Like spring and new babies. Beginnings can be beautiful and messy at the same time. A blank page waiting to be filled.
Beginning is starting over again, to let go of all the past hurts, failures, trials, mistakes, and pains. To start anew each and every day with God’s new mercies and grace. It is the opportunity to become a better you and live more Godly and righteous each day.
In the beginning there was only me – well and my mom and dan and sister. I wish I could see that beginning from a different lens – what if I could go back and see my life beginning? the impact I made – the initial reactions and then how everything changed?
After pouring a few classes of red wine and smoking the last cigarette of the day, she always felt like something inside her died. It was the annihilation of her overprotective mechanisms that led to new beginnings. But to what cost?
It’s the start of a new place in time. It will be life altering and revolutionizing. It’s a simple but impacting way to have a fresh start!
The beginning of a nw chapter.
Andrea was;t very outgoing. It’s not that she was shy, she just had a lot going on inside her head. Which made it worse when she developed the ability to read minds.
…Y
I love beginnings; everything is new, promising, a clan slate… Perhaps that is why I do so many things – I like new beginnings, I thrive on them, although I can get stressed or worried, too.
I have no feelings to feel. Who thought an ending would be so rough? However, could this possibly be a blessing in disguise, maybe there’s a silver lining. You aren’t hurting; I might be, but only a little. I cherished the time that we had, and that’s all we had. So all I can do now is thank you for everything that you’ve done because what I thought was the ending is only the beginning.
Beginnings are magical. They can be the start of a new chapter of your life, and bring great joy. Or, beginnings can bring pain. They can wreck your dreams, leaving your to watch as the last embers of your fairy tale go dark.
God spoke and it was good. God’s voice spoke the beginning of time, and the beginning of mankind. In the beginning, he made every living thing, and he saw that it was good.
You don’t know that’s what it is when you’re there. But long years later, you can look at the second, the day, the hour that it happened. What you were doing, where you were, who was with you and what they said. You can see those eyes and that face still, all those years younger. You can remember the way he smiled, the sound of his laugh, the way he flipped the bird at someone who said something he didn’t like, the way he tossed his long hair, the way the sun shone on it, the way he smelled, all of it. It was the beginning. And never more beautiful than it was right then.
Everyday is the beginning of something. You wake up and begin your day, but then it slowly comes to an end. Remember every beginning comes with an ending.
For every new beginning there is an end. My end is near. I am not sad however. No, I am not depressed or disheartened. I am happy because I know these are not my closing lines. For every ending there is a new beginning.
The earth shook moving each and every element. The water stop flowing and was instead replaced with a hot, liquidy, mess. The air was dry as your hands on a cold winter day. The ground began to crack leaving no piece of dirt untouched. The creatures that roamed this planet dropped, one by one. This was the end, no. This was the beginning.
The beginning is something that comes first. So I have been told. But what is it really? It is a start of a new life. It is a word that tells us that there is no point on giving up! No point on saying, “I’m not worth it today.” Because you are. the beginning is the point where you say, ” I start here.” and live a life that you want to have it. not living it on how someone else wants your life to be, where you want your beginning! It is watching your life begin again. Beginning a new life, it equals a new start! To a long living good life.
Last night was a beginning. A college class. I taught it. Me. And I loved so much that finally, finally. I am older. They are young. Just beginning. Me too. I start all over again. Begin again with every relevant comment, every deep question, every rustle of the page. I am the student again. Beginning. Teacher. student. Student. teacher. “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” And life, for me, began again in a college classroom. Outside, a swirl of snowflakes. Fresh. Pure. Magical. Crystal-clear. New.
It’s the way to start over. It’s a new life. It’s when an old relationship can start over new and fresh. It’s reading a new book or watching a new tv series. It’s finding out you will have a new baby cousin.
Beginning to an end. The beginning to your future. What does this mean to us. You begin writing an essay that your teacher assigns to you, but you dont know how to begin or end this essay. you fret upon the idea of beginning this essay your teacher has assigned to you, you feel that beginning this assignment will open up new chances to your life, maybe writing this essay can be the beginning of your famous life or this essay can be a beginning to this new world you never saw as a reality. What does beginning really mean to us?
The long halls. The anticipation. New school. Another me. An opaque mask to hide the tears of a young girl that just wants to fit in. To be normal. Why does she always do this? I feel lost in a world full of anxiety. Struggling to accept. Struggling to breathe. I wish I could go back–to the beginning.
Everyone thinks they need a new one. Sometimes they lead to nothing. Occasionally they are perfect. But often, they have no meaning. Another, greater one can just as easily take its place.They are biodegradable. They will not last, nor will anyone ever see them again. A beginning is simply the start of an end.
“This is to new beginnings.” We clank our glasses together ad take a sip.
“I need a fresh start. I need to know that things will be okay.” I feel his husky breath on my neck.
“Give it time.”
We stare into each others eyes. The last thing we hear is gun shots.
This is our new beginning.
Beginning isn’t hard. It’s all about the who and what they will do. The character must be likable, but not perfect. Perfection comes at the end, even if it’s flawed. Beginning is easy. It’s ending- finding those flaws worth keeping in, keeping them human- that’s the hard part.
Everyday you get a new beginning. Life has unlimited beginnings. You can choose to begin again each and everyday. Books have new beginnings songs have new beginnings. Love has a new beginning.
We’re off and going on and on and on. We don’t know how it happened. We don’t know how it will end. We are going on and on and on to the middle then the end. We’ve come all this way just to say that we made it this from coming from the beginning.
Open doors. The sound of birds chirping. Suns rising. People moving.
I woke up.
Bells. School bells. Church bells.
Shots are fired. It’s a race–a dead sprint to the finish.
The beginning of the end is such a banal phrase but she couldn’t think of anything else while looking in his eyes and seeing that knowing smirk with something so childish and pure lurking in the crinkles at the corners of his eyes.
And the end. In the beginning there was light. And that light was God. But what is at the end? No one can truly say. All we know is the beginning, the rest is up to each person to experience individually.
I never knew Marlowe at the start, merely where we ended at that cafe in Paris. He was a good man with a dire vision, and I think he went mad trying to reconcile the two. He started me on my mission.
The start. What comes first? The beginning. All things must begin somewhere. And with a beginning there must be an end. And with both of those there must be something in the middle.. yes. The beginning begins it all.
There is always a beginning, whether it’s for a book, a movie, life, etc., there is always a beginning. Some people tend to forget that there is also an ending, however. Some are in the distant future for others and some are nearer than they seem. That’s why we make our beginning memorable so we’re not just remembered for our endings.
The beginning of there love was great but the end was very sad.
She looked for him in the crowd. She finnily spotted his face. She slapped him across the face but he didn’t care. He grabbed her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She wanted to stop him but she gave in and wrapped her arm around him. It was a moment that seemed to last forever. A loud sound made her turn around and a sudden pain made her fall to the floor she dared not look at the place where the pain came from but instead stared at her dear friend whose face was full of horror. Every thing went cold. She used the rest of her every thing in her power to give him one last good bye kiss. She tried to say she loved him but instead coughed up blood. She watched everything fade away. her love was gone forever………….
In the beginning, I was not unhappy about my job. I just wanted a break.
It was not until my break was refused that I became unhappy. Would it have been better to just allow me to take the break rather than causing all this heart ache?
it happens like this, but you do not know then that it is the beginning of everything: they bring to you a small, fragile slave they took from someplace else, for he is a foreigner, his skin pearly and splotchy red when the frost hits it and turns yours blue.
Beginnings are important, because without them, you wouldn’t have endings or middles. Sometimes, the beginning is the end and the end is the beginning. Beginnings are like promises–that something new will take the place of what was old. The beginning of spring is bright and refreshing in the face of the frigid winter. The beginning of school promises new friends and teachers and classes. The beginning of a book leaves the promise of something exciting or interesting to read. Sometimes beginnings can be sad; endings can be sad, too, and middles are the ridges and hills–the obstacles and barriers that try your soul. Beginnings can be frightening, but but without them, there would be no fun no start, no push into the joy of life.
In the beginning, IN the beginning, in THE beginning, in the BEGINNING. in the beginning it all came down to one word.
in the beginning God created the heavens and the earth
in the beginning God made me
In the beginning there was the beginning which was the beginning which was the beginning. :_)
Not now! Every day I open my eyes and have to wonder where is this day going to take me. It’s always #beginning. Some days I wish for constancy of bliss. No questions. No wondering. Then, I would have no curiosity and life would surely grow boring. Be grateful for the struggle of life. @oznolem @oneworddotcom
It’s not much of a new beginning when you keep getting the same words. Begin again? Is that the message? Keep trying? Even if it’s a repeat, each day is a new beginning? So take the first step. Just take it. See where it leads.
I’m beginning to write the beginning of the beginning of the earth. in a perfect world. In the beginning god created dogs cause dogs are cute and fun… and also its god spelled backwords. day 2. God created good music ( Justin Beiber was not “good music” he also went to hell… immediately) Eminem, Jay-Z, Kanye West and Alt-J. Day 3 God created a fun game including, frozen water, long sticks and heavy rubber flat circles, which he named “Hockey.” Day 4 god created the word, “Snuggles” which are gladly used today. Day 5 god created “Sweatpants” a very holy wonderful pair of pants that has a chick magnet connected to it. Day 6 god created a very magnificent contraption which plays lovely music with just 6 strings sounds great, unless stinkin Vamps come in a ruin the whole frickin art of it. Day 7 god didnt go to bed ohhh no. he parted with angel babes all night. THE END.