Category Archives: philosophy
My brother passed away 21 years ago to the day and just two days before his passing we had a very long telephone conversation. I did not know it then but he was saying goodbye. We talked about everything. The one thing that still resonates is what he said a few minutes before we finished our long talk, “You only live once kiddo.”
I am reminded every day that life is too short and that we must live the present, the now, mindful of what matters the most to us. We must make time to look at the view and relish the beauty right smack in front of you. Learn to shut-off the electronics for a while and use the time devoted to keeping up with your Facebook posts to actually talk with you family members. We post the most attractive messages to share with friends but how often do we say those sentiments face to face. Out loud?
I painted the following and called it happiness. Take a deep breath, and be happy. Don’t wait until tomorrow because “you only live once kiddo” and life is too darn short. Peace!
This young man is amazing. Right now I have nothing to complain about. Yesterday I was asking myself the why questions. Being a worry wart, questioning is what I do. But this video (that by the way I happened to stumble upon accidentally) made me realize (as I ultimately always do) that I am so blessed. As a mother, this was a little difficult to watch. As an educator, I feel that everyone can benefit from the lesson Sam Berns delivers in his TEDx presentation. As a poet, I believe that this is an example of when life is poetry. Progeria is a very rare disease which affect only about “350 or so children in the world”. His philosophy is inspirational to say the least. I invite you all to watch and share this with your family and friends.
And paradoxically again I ask: Are you thinking what I’m thinking? I bet you do. God bless my children, grandchildren and all my family and friends. Thank you God for Sam Berns. May he rest in peace.
Does it matter what the groundhog sees,
in times of such uncertainty?
Spring will be eventually.
Daffodils, and pink peonies bloom endlessly
and I for one hope eternally.
Nature promises to be true.
All we need to do is do
what matters the most
and happiness will be our host.
Complexities in life will not cease
But if we love well
meaning love each other
only time will tell
the human spirit will survive
and cultivate a new sping,
and harmony within,
clear and still alive.
God help us all to realize
that it does not matter
what the Groundhog sees.
Peace is up to you and me.
comes at a cost;
we must free ourselves
of negative thoughts;
even the ones we produce on our own,
certainly those grim ideas pronounced
on loud speakers by others.
It seems these days,
the loud speakers are louder than ever.
We know their truth and legitimacy.
there is no doubt.
FEAR suppresses the soul;
But I need a thousand colorful
and unbustable bubbles
to help me smile, sing,
I need soft commotion and jubilation.
Join me at least for today.
“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘it will be happier’…” Tennyson was right. Hope always smiles. It cheers us on when we are down and helps us to get through many disappointments. After all hope is all we can hope for because it is a gift from the divine. The New Year provides us with a clean slate to start a new chapter in our lives. A new year is full of expectations, resolutions, goals, and dreams to be fulfilled. But if we falter and or somehow forget our resolutions, give up on our dreams or deny ourselves that great expectation then we can always hope that hope smiles again the following year.
2016 is a year to be remembered for sure. It was one of many tragic events and one where we all focused on the presidential election. Many greats in the fields of science and the arts passed away leaving a certain void in the world. But life moves on. We can only hope that more great minds are still developing and finding ways to save the planet, cure diseases, and help us to truly understand the purpose of our stay on this earth.
2017 can only be as good as we make it. Maybe we can work together to make it so. Happy New Year.
Thanks to all my followers for your continued support.
Found Poem #2
In a blink
Death comes disguised as sleep
Clouds fill up the sky
Because they mourn and want to cry
The unreal is more powerful than the real
Some say the real is so much more
What is real?
How can we be sure?
Is it only what we feel?
But at some point
We realize our journey must end
We must leave our families and our friends
No more pretend
We have got to get out of this place
And leave some space
For a new soul
We will recognize the moment.
The Light shines through a prism
separating into a rainbow of colors
vibrant, pure: yellow, red, green,
blue colors blending with others to produce a world of many hues
The Immortal Jukebox
Source of Inspiration – https://patcegan.wordpress.com/
We all start our journey through life,
with the pitter-patter of our feet.
a milestone most of us meet,
by about the age of one,
all is discovery and so much fun.
But life will take you down many paths
some will be rough and some smooth
some you will hate
some you will love
some created just for you with blessings from above
Each journey a stop but not a destiny
each step purposeful and meaningful
so many lessons to be learned
even when you decide to make a sharp turn.
The journey of life
no one knows the measure
but try to make each moment
one to be treasured.
“An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.”
“The function of education is to teach one to think intensively and to think critically. Intelligence plus character – that is the goal of true education.”
“Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world that we must love our enemies – or else? The chain reaction of evil – hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars – must be broken, or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation.”
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
These are just a few of my favorite quotes. I think they are timeless. I hope we reflect on his wisdom and move to act and do what Is right to honor him.
A few years ago I wrote a piece titled Don’t Die Wondering inspired by a quote by Dr. Wayne W. Dyer. I published it on a website called Divine Caroline which is where I started submitting essays and poems as a guest blogger. I would get so excited when I received an email from the site telling me my poem or essay was accepted for publication. I have read almost all of Dr. Dyer’s books. He has been an inspiration for many years now. I feel like he was my mentor and teacher. I’d go back and read his quotes and my notes in the margins and use them to inspire me when I got writer’s block. I was always in awe of how no matter what book I’d pick up or what page I turned to, the message that caught my eye was so proper for the moment I was living.
Sadly and to my surprise today I read on Dr. Dyer’s Facebook page this message posted by his beloved family. “Wayne has left his body, passing away through the night. He always said he couldn’t wait for this next adventure to begin and had no fear of dying. Our hearts are broken, but we smile to think of how much our scurvy elephant will enjoy the other side.”
I was in shock. Just a few days ago I was ready to sign up to attend a conference in New York City on November 14 where Dr. Dyer would have been a keynote. He is considered a self-help guru and most of his books are listed as New York Times best sellers. Once again he is a source of inspiration to me. I will never get to meet him in person as I had hoped during the fall conference in the Big Apple. But I had the privilege of reading his work which was also an education in philosophy and cultural perspectives.
I shared his books with friends and most especially my beautiful mother-in-law who is also my inspiration. She is 87 years old (please don’t tell her I told you how old she is) she really doesn’t look a day over 50. She nurtures her soul and spirit with positive thoughts and good energy. When I told her our dear Dr. Dyer had passed she said, “He must be in a place surrounded by butterflies.” It was a reference to one of his books where he appears on the cover with a butterfly in hand. I got goosebumps when she said that. We would talk about his books and make references to his thoughts and his philosophy about life all the time. As soon as I ended our long distance phone conversation I went to the book shelf where I had stacked most of his books. Among them was Inspiration:Your Ultimate Calling. I opened the book and saw where I had underlined a quote I loved.”
“Dedicate your life to something that reflects an awareness of your Divinity.”
I hope I can live up to this suggestion. Dr. Dyer was “a creative master” and he encouraged his readers to “express their Divine nature.” I could see that he “must be in a place with butterflies” similar to the Monarch that flew into his hand one day as he thought about his friend Jack. He wrote, “As God is my witness, the butterfly made a U-turn and not only headed in my direction, but landed right smack on my finger! … I felt a deep affinity to this precious living being.” He used a picture of a butterfly throughout the book. He teaches us in the book the benefits of living an inspired life. Dr. Dyer was the greatest example. I can almost picture the scene when he meets God and where he can surely “see clearly now” across heaven.
In his memory I drew a butterfly. I have asked for inspiration to write a poem within the next few days to honor his memory as well.