This image (by the brillant illustrator Tomer Hanuka) was created for a newspaper in Israel. The article talks about the sad reality of parents preparing themselves mentally for the possibility they will loose their child in the ongoing conflict in the middle east. The grieving starts at the moment the doctor announces they have a boy during the ultrasound scan, and continues until the child finally leaves for his mandatory 3 years army service at 18.
Today, Veteran’s Day… is a reminder and tribute to those who fought for our freedom but it should also be a moment of reflection for those who still long to some day be free from war, death and the tragic human loss in the valiant fight for one’s personal and country’s freedom
A Moment of introspection and Veterans Day
Posted in Life, fear, hope, loss with tags Life, death, war, veterans day on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaosTearing open, empty cups and Rumi
Posted in Beauty, poetry with tags passion, poetry, sensual poetry on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaosLike the shadow of a cypress tree in the meadow,
like the shadow of a rose, I live
close to the rose.
If I separated myself from you,
I would turn entirely thorn.
Every second, I drink another cup of my own blood-wine.
Every instant, I break an empty cup against your door.
I reach out, wanting you to tear me open.
–Rumi, “Saladin’s Begging Bowl”
They told us
Posted in philosophy, poetry with tags George Seferis, poetry, words on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaosThey told us you’ll conquer when you submit.
We’ve submitted and found ashes.
They told us you’ll conquer when you love.
We loved and found ashes.
They told us you’ll conquer when you abandon your life.
We abandoned our life and found ashes.
We found ashes. It remains to rediscover our life, now that we’ve nothing left. I imagine that he who’ll rediscover life, in spite of so much paper, so many emotions, so many debates, and so much teaching, will be someone like us, only with a slightly tougher memory. We ourselves can’t help still remembering what we’ve given. He’ll remember only what he’s gained from each of his offerings. What can a flame remember? If it remembers a little less than is necessary, it goes out; if it remembers a little more than is necessary, it goes out. If only it could teach us, while it burns, to remember correctly. I’ve come to an end: if only someone else could begin at the point where I’ve ended. There are times when I have the impression that I’ve reached the limit, that everything’s in its place, ready to sing together in harmony. The machine on the point of starting. I can even imagine it in motion, alive, like something unexpectedly new. But there’s still something: an infinitesimal obstacle, a grain of sand, shrinking and shrinking yet unable to disappear completely. I don’t know what I ought to say or what I ought to do. Sometimes that obstacle seems to me like a teardrop wedged into some articulation of the orchestra, keeping it silent until it’s been dissolved. And I have an unbearable feeling that all the rest of my life won’t be sufficient to dissolve this drop within my soul. And I’m haunted by the thought that, if they were to burn me alive, this obstinate moment would be the last to surrender.
–George Seferis, an untitled piece in Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard’s George Seferis: Collected Poems, dated June 5, 1932
Your people are hard to find
Posted in Friendship with tags Friendship, lifelong friends, true companions on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaos
There are people you are born with and then there are the people you find … I have found my people in the cubicle next to me, in the apartment upstairs from me, and in my book club. One morning one friend brings another friend running, and it sticks forever. Other times the funny stranger across the table at an industry lunch is just who you need in your life. Don’t get me wrong. There aren’t loads of Your People out there. That is why it is important to be on the lookout. Your People are hard to find.
–Satellite Sisters, Uncommon Senses
Miranda Lee Richards – Life Boat
Posted in Music, Music videos with tags Miranda Lee Richards, Music on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaos
Miranda Lee Richards – Life Boat
Oh, my love
Woncha’ stop your cryin’
The sunlight’s bringin’ rainbows to your tears
Cotton swayin’ fields are the pillars of your sadness
The daylight dries the rusted leaves
You wake up it’s a dream…
And it’s a bright, sunny morning
Each day a new beginning
Well, it’s all comin’ back now
Sail across the ocean, the ocean deep and wide
The storm will bring you to the other side
Freedom, my love, is a double-sided coin
What have you done to earn your keep
It’s no longer a dream…
Well, it’s a bright, sunny morning
Each day a new beginning
Well, it’s all comin’ back now
Well, it’s all comin’
So walk these broken roads
What’s pretending might as well be lost
And raise the wall, my only sons
You know I will follow, you know I might follow
You wake up it’s a dream
It’s a bright, sunny morning
Each day a new beginning
Well it’s all comin’ ‘round…
…Ooh
Serabee – Driving Me Stupid
Posted in Music with tags Music on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaos
Serabee is a singer and songwriter with Southern roots, who is making her way to the top and has already enjoyed a piece of success. If you’ve ever heard Charlotte Church’s platinum hit, “Crazy Chick”, then you should know that Serabee actually wrote that song.
She’s originally from Mississippi and has become a pretty hot on the music scene in New Orleans. Her debut single is called “Driving Me Stupid” and is off of her upcoming debut album, which will be released through Universal Republic Records on November 10th.
It’s really interesting to see how her Southern musical influence, fuses with the pop sound. It’s definitely worth a listen.
waiting..pretense…and her return?
Posted in Life, Loneliness, Loss of love, fear, hope with tags end of love, fear, hope, loss, love, passion on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaosMust I go on living here then, among the objects we both had touched, in the air she had breathed? In the name of what? In the hope of her return? I hoped for nothing. And yet I lived in expectation. Since she had gone, that was all that remained. I did not know what achievements, what mockery, even what tortures still awaited me. I knew nothing, and I persisted in the faith that the time of cruel miracles was not past.”
— Stanislaw Lem
the pretty how town and ee cummings
Posted in poetry with tags ee cummings, Life, poetry, small town on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaos“anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped t
heir same sun moon stars rain
children guessed
(but only a few and down they forgot as up they grew autumn winter spring summer)
that no
one loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy
she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir
by still anyone’s any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)
they said their nevers
they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin
to explain how children are apt
to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died
i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them
side by side
little by little
and was by was all
by all and deep by deep
and more by more
they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth
by april wish by spirit and if by yes.
Women and men
(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing
and went their came sun moon stars rain” — e.e. cummings
Perhaps
Posted in Magic, love with tags dragons, love, princesses on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaosassumptions and that real life thang
Posted in Life, Loneliness, fear, hope, loss with tags beginnings, faith, hope, loss. endings, trust on November 11, 2009 by disorderlybeautifulchaos
We often assume that once two people have come together, you know that couple, the one every one say gee “they are so good together”, “they are just too cute”, “they are adorable”, they should then for some magical reason, never part. Yet the true news on the street is that relationships are always ending, and people drift apart as naturally as they turn toward new connections.
I am not suggesting that we should simply be realistic and acknowledge the bitter truth that relationships end; the sense that they will go on forever is always a part and a hope of making new connections. We appease outselves with old overused phrases like “if it was meant to be” and so on and so forth.
But..when they do end..and many do just end..we may have to face the dark and demanding will of the gods, which often goes against all human desire. We can take that lesson home and lodge it in our hearts-life is a constant interchange between human will and divine providence and intervention. If you ever doubt that watch the 11 PM news and see on that very same street you were driving on 4-5 hours ago there was tonight at 10PM a horrific accident..there for the grace of god you are safe in the comfort of your living room. We need both the courage to planand create a life, and the piety and respect of the most profound kind in relation to the mysteries that are the underpining of your daily life.




