Saturday, December 31, 2011

In The End Is My Beginning


“In my end is my beginning.” – T.S. Eliot

As we come to the end of another year, we remember that endings are merely beginnings, as Eliot reminds us. “In my end is my beginning” is the final phrase of his poem East Coker, second of the Four Quartets. We are reminded that for the new to come in, the old must be released. So as we enter a new year, a new experience, we remember to stand in the field of possibility. A new year is an opportunity to begin again.

In the musical "Rent," Jonathan Larson reminds us that a year contains 525,600 minutes. Each is an opportunity. Each is a small capsule of potentiality. Every time our planet revolves around the Sun, we are handed 525,600 opportunities to move towards a goal, to give love, to be of assistance, to accomplish, to achieve.

January is named after Janus, the 'god' of endings and beginnings. Janus looks backwards and forwards, at what was and at what is emerging. What is emerging in your life now? What do you most wish to achieve this year? What is God calling you to do? If you know, go and do it. If not, I strongly suggest that you sit down and go within. Ask, listen, and your answer will appear. It may surprise you, but if you resist, you’ll only add energy to it. What blocks have you created that keep you from going for it? It’s time to move them. Remember, to see farther, you have to fly higher.

A new year is a chance to open new doors and move forward in living your highest and best life, moving towards your calling. If there is something that has been in the back of your mind to do, be bold. Do it. If you don’t, it will still be there next year, nagging at you. 

Seize the moment! Seize the day! Seize the year! There is no time like the present. Let this be the boldest, most adventurous, most successful and thriving year of your life so far.

Happy New Year!

... Post

Happy New Year!


I drop the dying year behind me like a shawl
and let it fall. The urgent fireworks fling themselves
against the night, flowers of desire, love’s fervency.
Out of the space around me, standing here, I shape
your absent body against mine. You touch me as the giving air.

Most far, most near, your arms are darkness, holding me,
so I lean back, lip-read the heavens talking on in light,
syllabic stars. I see, at last, they pray at us.

... New Year, Carol Ann Duffy

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Lights Will Guide You Home


When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

... Fix You, Coldplay

Monday, December 26, 2011

Look After You


If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you

... Look After You, The Fray

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas Without You


I missed Thanksgiving, missed a birthday or two
Didn't make St. Valentines, but I was thinking of you
Only one thing in the world, I couldn't do
Only one thing could kill me, its Christmas without you

... OneRepublic

Until My Dying Day

Christian, you may see me only as a drunken, vice-ridden gnome whose friends are just pimps and girls from the brothels. But I know about art and love, if only because I long for it with every fiber of my being.

Tell our story Christian, that way I'll-I'll always be with you.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End.

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love 
and be loved in return"


Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

... Moulin Rouge

Thursday, December 22, 2011

The Journey Asks Of You A Lion's Heart

They argued how to set about their quest.
The hoopoe fluttered forward; on his breast
There shone the symbol of the Spirit’s Way
And on his head Truth’s crown, a feathered spray.
Discerning, righteous and intelligent,
He spoke: “My purposes are heaven-sent;
I keep God’s secrets, mundane and divine,
In proof of which behold the holy sign
Bismillah etched for ever on my beak...

A prophet loved me; God has trusted me;
What other bird has won such dignity?
For years I travelled over many lands,
Past oceans, mountains, valleys, desert sands,
And when the Deluge rose I flew around
The world itself and never glimpsed dry ground;
With Solomon I set out to explore
The limits of the earth from shore to shore...

Join me, and when at last we end our quest
Our king will greet you as His honoured guest.
How long will you persist in blasphemy?
Escape your self-hood’s vicious tyranny --
Whoever can evade the Self transcends
This world and as a lover he ascends.
Set free your soul; impatient of delay,
Step out along our sovereign’s royal Way:

Do not imagine that the Way is short;
Vast seas and deserts lie before His court.
Consider carefully before you start;
The journey asks of you a lion’s heart.
The road is long, the sea is deep -- one flies
First buffeted by joy and then by sighs;
He you pursue Will sacrifice His inmost soul for you...

The hoopoe finished, and at once the birds
Effusively responded to his words.
All praised the splendour of their distant king;
All rose impatient to be on the wing;
Each would renounce the Self and be the friend
Of his companions till the journey’s end.
But when they pondered on the journey’s length,
They hesitated; their ambitious strength
Dissolved: each bird, according to his kind,
Felt flattered but reluctantly declined.

... Conference Of The Birds, Farid ud-Din Attar

Constancy


“Do good deeds properly, sincerely and moderately and know that your deeds will not make you enter Paradise, and that the most beloved deed to Allah is that which are most regular and constant even though it were little” [Bukhari]

You Are The Great Universe!


Then outwardly you are the small universe!
Then inwardly you are the great universe!

... Mevlana Rumi

Sincerity


"Do not render vain your deeds by a reminder of your generosity and annoying the people to whom you have given assistance or help purely for the sake of God"... al-Baqarah 2:264

"He who has done an atom's weight of good will receive his rewards, and he who has done an atom's weight of evil will receive his punishments" ... al-Zalzalah 99:7-8

"The (true) servants of (Allah) the Most Gracious are those who walk on the earth in humility, and when the ignorant address them, they reply with (words of) peace" ... al-Furqan 25:63

What Is Success?


To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty,
To find the best in others,
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
A garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

... Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hold On To Your Dream


There is inside you
All of the potential
To be whatever you want to be;
All of the energy
To do whatever you want to do.
Imagine yourself as you would like to be,
Doing what you want to do,
And each day, take one step
Towards your dream.
And though at times it may seem too
difficult to continue,
Hold on to your dream.
One morning you will awake to find
That you are the person you dreamed of,
Doing what you wanted to do,
Simply because you had the courage
To believe in your potential
And to hold on to your dream.

... Donna Levin

We Shrink Away...


We can look at each other through both our lifetimes
like those two figures in the sticklike boat
flung together in the Chinese ink-scene;
even our intimacies are rigged with terror.
Quantify suffering? My guilt at least is open,
I stand convicted by all my convictions –
you, too. We shrink from touching
our power, we shrink away, we starve ourselves
and each other, we’re scared shitless
of what it could be to take and use our love,
hose it on a city, on a world,
to wield and guide its spray, destroying
poisons, parasites, rats, viruses –
like the terrible mothers we long and dread to be.

... Hunger, Adrienne Rich

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Back To December


These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call

Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the Fall

And then the cold came, the dark days
When fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye...

I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand

This is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December, All The Time...

... Back To December, Taylor Swift

The One That Got Away


In another life, I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be "us against the world"
In another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away

... The One That Got Away, Kate Perry

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

For Each Day To Have A New And Different Sun

I'd like to repeat the advice that I gave you before, in that I think you really should make a radical change in your lifestyle and begin to boldly do things which you may previously never have thought of doing, or been too hesitant to attempt. So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.

If you want to get more out of life, Ron, you must lose your inclination for monotonous security and adopt a helter-skelter style of life that will at first appear to you to be crazy. But once you become accustomed to such a life you will see its full meaning and its incredible beauty. And so, Ron, in short, get out of Salton City and hit the Road. I guarantee you will be very glad you did. But I fear that you will ignore my advice. You think that I am stubborn, but you are even more stubborn than me. You had a wonderful chance on your drive back to see one of the greatest sights on earth, the Grand Canyon, something every American should see at least once in his life. But for some reason incomprehensible to me you wanted nothing but to bolt for home as quickly as possible, right back to the same situation which you see day after day after day. I fear you will follow this same inclination in the future and thus fail to discover all the wonderful things that God has placed around us to discover.

Don't settle down and sit in one place. Move around, be nomadic, make each day a new horizon. You are still going to live a long time, Ron, and it would be a shame if you did not take the opportunity to revolutionize your life and move into an entirely new realm of experience.

You are wrong if you think Joy emanates only or principally from human relationships. God has placed it all around us. It is in everything and anything we might experience. We just have to have the courage to turn against our habitual lifestyle and engage in unconventional living.

My point is that you do not need me or anyone else around to bring this new kind of light in your life. It is simply waiting out there for you to grasp it, and all you have to do is reach for it. The only person you are fighting is yourself and your stubbornness to engage in new circumstances.

[Christopher Johnson McCandless in a letter to acquaintance Ronald A. Franz]

... Into The Wild, Jon Krakauer

But Your Own Hands And Your Own Head


"the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head ..."

... Bear Meat, Primo Levi

Idea Of Happiness



“I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one’s neighbor - such is my idea of happiness.”

... Family Happiness and Other Stories, 
Leo Tolstoy




For It Becomes Your Destiny



Watch your thoughts, for they become words.
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.

Where Do We Go From Here?



Maybe we can take our chances, or
Maybe we can see what's on your mind
I wonder if we look inside our hearts
Exactly what we'd find

Or maybe we could take a lot of pain away
Or maybe we could heal the world today
Or maybe you know something I don't
If you do then don't leave

... Chris Rene

Monday, December 19, 2011

Kindness... Pass It On


Sometimes I lay under the moon
And I thank God I'm breathin'
Then I pray don't take me soon
'Cause I am here for a reason

Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know someday it'll all turn around

And in this life you may lose your way
It might drive you crazy
But don't let it phase you, no way

... One Day, Matisyahu feat. Infected Mushrooms

Waiting On An Angel



Waiting on an angel
One to carry me home
Hope you come to see me soon
Cause I don't want to go alone
I don' t want to go alone

Now angel won't you come by me
Angel hear my plea
Take my hand lift me up
So that I can fly with thee
So that I can fly with thee

And I'm waiting on an angel
And I know it won' t be long
To find myself a resting place
In my angel's arms
In my angel's arms

... Ben Harper

Someone To Watch Over Me


There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me

... Sarah Vaughan

Friday, December 16, 2011

I Can Almost Feel You Here


Fading of the day
As night takes over
And I can almost feel
You here

Your memory remains
I breath it closer
I swear that I still feel 
You near

... Waiting, Dash Berlin, feat. Emma Hewitt


Thursday, December 15, 2011

Immortal And Divine


"All men's souls are immortal,
but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine"

... Socrates

Something

Then, and now...


Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

You're asking me, will my love grow?
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Thursday, December 8, 2011

I Have Died Everyday Waiting For You


I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you 
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you 
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

... A Thousand Years, Christina Perri

I Wished You Were Here


Many times, I wished you were here
Through the velvet shadows of my dreams
Many times, I wished you were near
Through the darkness as it came

... Just Tell Me You Love Me, England Dan and John Ford Coley

The Promise


If you wait for me
Then I'll come for you
Although I've traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting

Together again
It would feel so good
To be in your arms
Where all my journeys end...

... The Promise, Tracy Chapman

Where You Been?

Nostalgic listening to these homies back from Colorado.
Memory is a dangerous thing...


Who I am, Who I'm not, and Who I wanna be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me...

Why'd you have to wait
To find me?
To find me?

You And Me


What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive

I can't keep up
And I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

... You And Me, Lifehouse

Everything About You


I miss those blue eyes
How you kiss me at night
I miss the way we sleep...

I see your blue eyes
Everytime I close mine
You make it hard to see
Where I belong to
When I'm not around you
It's like I'm not with me

I miss everything about you...

... I Never Told You, Colbie Caillat

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

As A Guide From Beyond


This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

... The Guest House, Mevlana Rumi

Breathe In The Same Air, And Step On The Same Ground

I traveled around the world to create the film which concept is 
"collecting the steps from all over the world
and playing a music with the steps".

All of us breathe in the same air and step on the same ground
... Takayuki Akachi



Life...


Life is an opportunity, avail it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is costly, care for it.
Life is wealth, keep it.
Life is love, enjoy it.
Life is a mystery, know it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, embrace it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is life, defend it.

"What is the meaning of Life to you?"

... Blessed Teresa of Calcutta 

Monday, December 5, 2011

Just This Little Space In Between

Before Sunrise is a 1995 romantic drama film directed by Richard Linklater and written by Linklater and Kim Krizan. The film follows Jesse (Ethan Hawke), a young American, and Céline (Julie Delpy), a young French woman, who met on a train and disembarked in Vienna, where they spend the night walking around the city and getting to know each other.

The plot is minimalist. The two characters' ideas and perspectives on life and love are detailed. Jesse is a romantic disguised as a cynic, and Céline is seemingly a romantic, albeit with some doubts. Taking place over the course of one night, their limited time together is always on their minds, and leads to their revealing more about themselves than they normally would, since both believe they will never see one another again.

50/50

One of the best movies I've watched this year! Highly recommended.


Are You Living The Good Life?



... And Then Dies Having Never Really Lived


Q: What surprises you most about humanity?

A: Man, because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.

Monday, October 31, 2011

It Is Quite A Warm And Tender Place


"Today, my prayer consisted in simply going to my heart and remembering all the folks I've stored there. 
It is not cold storage. 
It is quite a warm and tender place"

... A Tree Full Of Angels, Macrina Wiederkehr

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

All My Days


Well many a night I found myself with no friends standing near
All of my days
I cried aloud, I shook my hands, what am I doing here?
All of these days
For I look around me 
And my eyes confound me 
And it's just too bright
As the days keep turning into night

Now I see clearly
It's you I'm looking for
All of my days
So I'll smile
I know I'll feel this loneliness no more
All of my days
For I look around me
And it seems you found me
And it's coming into sight
As the days keep turning into night
As the days keep turning into night
And even breathing feels alright
Yes, even breathing feels alright

... Alexi Murdoch

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Colder Weather


... At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin',
And in the waitress' eyes he sees the same 'ol light shinin',
He thinks of Colorado
And the girl he left behind him ...

Oh I wanna see you again
But I'm stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then?
Cause I'm a ramblin' man
I ain't ever gonna change
I got a gypsy soul to blame
And I was born for leavin' (born for leavin')

When I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I'm with your ghost again
It's a shame about the weather
But I know soon we'll be together
And I can't wait 'til then
I can't wait 'til then

... Zac Brown Band

Thursday, September 29, 2011

The A Team


And we're all under the upperhand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold for angels to fly

Angels to fly
To fly, to fly
For angels to die

... Ed Sheeran

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Alfie


We haven't spoken in months
You see I've been counting the days
I dream of such inanities, such insanities
I'm lost like a kid and I'm late
But I've never taken your calls
You see, I've put a block on my phone
I act like an addict, I just got to have it
I never can leave that alone

Old habits die hard
Old soldiers just fade away
Old habits die hard
Harder than November rain
Old habits die hard
Old soldiers just fade away
Old habits die hard
Hard enough to feel the pain

Through Fidelity To A Worthy Purpose


Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it. My optimism, then, does not rest on the absence of evil, but on a glad belief in the preponderance of good and a willing effort always to cooperate with the good, that it may prevail. I try to increase the power God has given me to see the best in everything and every one, and make that Best a part of my life.

... Helen Keller

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Hiding My Heart


This is how the story went
I met someone by accident
who blew me away
blew me away
And It was in the darkest of my days
When you took my sorrow and you took my pain
And buried them away, you buried them away...

Dropped you off at the train station
Put a kiss on top of your head
And watched you wave
And watched you wave
Then I went on home to my skyscrapers
Neon lights and waiting papers
That I call home
I call that home

I woke up feeling heavy hearted
I'm going back to where I started
The morning rain
The morning rain
And though I wish that you were here
on that same old road that brought me here
It's calling me home
It's calling me home

I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You'll disappear one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away

I can't spend my whole life hiding my heart away

... Original by Brandi Carlile 
Cover by Adele

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

A Dream Within A Dream


Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

... Edgar Allen Poe

You Can't Take The Sky From Me


Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me

Take me out to the black
Tell 'em I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me

There's no place I can be
Since I found serenity
But you can't take the sky from me

... Firefly, Sonny Rhodes

Monday, September 19, 2011

But It Is For Your Private Pleasure...


“You have a hierarchy of values; pleasure is at the bottom of the ladder, and you speak with a little thrill of self-satisfaction, of duty, charity, and truthfulness. You think pleasure is only of the senses; the wretched slaves who manufactured your morality despised a satisfaction which they had small means of enjoying. You would not be so frightened if I had spoken of happiness instead of pleasure: it sounds less shocking, and your mind wonders from the sty of Epicurus to his garden. But I will speak of pleasure, for I see that men aim at that, and I do not know that they aim at happiness. It is pleasure that lurks in the practice of every one of your virtues. Man performs actions because they are good for him, and when they are good for other people as well they are thought virtuous: if he finds pleasure in giving alms he is charitable; if he finds pleasure in helping others he is benevolent; if he finds pleasure in working for society he is public-spirited; but it is for your private pleasure that you give twopence to a beggar as much as it is for my private pleasure that I drink another whiskey and soda. I, less of a humbug than you, neither applaud myself for my pleasure nor demand your admiration.”

... Of Human Bondage, William Somerset Maugham

The Bell Jar


"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet"

... The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath

Friday, September 16, 2011

Felicity


"Felicity" - one of my favorite television series back in the days - a poignant reminder of college life, and a second chance of re-living it in Boulder. And it was indeed nostalgic to see scenes all over New York again in this series. In a few year's time...

It all starts the moment shy, beautiful Felicity Porter asks Ben Covington to sign her high school yearbook. It was graduation day, he's gorgeous and she's had a four-year crush on him. Even though the two have never spoken, what he writes in her yearbook is so insightful, so perfect, it persuades Felicity to change the course of her future from Stanford to New York - a future defined by medical school and the dreams of her parents. She surreptitiously follows Ben to UNY (the fictional University of New York) and is quickly swept into a romantic triangle that brings both discovery and heartache. Felicity moved to New York to find romance but ends up finding herself.


Dear Felicity, 
(Here it goes.) I watched you for four years, always wondered what you were like, and what was going on in your mind all that time when you were so quiet, just thinking. Drawing in your notebook. I should've just asked you, but I never asked you. So now, four years later, I don't even know you. But I admire you. Well, that makes me sound crazy, but I'm okay with that. So take care of yourself. 
Love,
Ben
PS: I would've said, "Keep in touch," but unfortunately, we were never in touch.
- Ben's yearbook message to Felicity

Ben Covington: Look, I... I understand why you rather see Felicity with someone like Noel. Someone who's obviously going to make it. And probably long before, I mean, I figure out what I'm going to be doing with my life. But I always remember this one thing a teacher said, which was, all the interesting people she knew they had no idea what they were going to do with their lives when they were 20. So chances are, I'm going to turn out to be a pretty interesting guy. Look, for some reason, Felicity cares about me. And on a good day, I feel like I might become everything she sees in me. It is because of that, it is because of about a million other reasons that she means pretty much the world to me.

Sally Reardon: I've become a real believer in not defining every single thing. Seems like everytime you think you've figured out what something is, it just becomes something else.

Felicity Porter: Maybe getting over someone you’re in love with isn’t impossible. Unless, maybe you don’t actually get over it. Maybe you just learn to live with it.

Sally Reardon: The hardest part about moving forward is not looking back.

Felicity Porter: Dear Ben. This wasn’t the way it was supposed to end. But you know that. At least, I know you used to. It doesn’t seem that long ago that I thought we’d be spending the rest of our lives together. But now it’s six months later and you’re in Arizona. And I’m here in Palo Alto. And somehow it’s okay. I mean, it’s actually good. Just so you know, everyone’s doing great. Sean and Noel have, like, a real business. They’re happy. And Meghan, despite her issues, still wants to be a psychiatrist. She’ll probably be amazing at it. I’ll probably become her first client. It’s ironic how sometimes the thing you’re fighting is actually yourself. After everything, despite everything, I realized I wanted to become a doctor. Of course, my parents couldn’t be happier. But now I know, I’m not doing it for them. I’m doing it for me. Because maybe I can make a difference. So who knows, Ben, maybe we’ll both be doctors. Anyway, I know you’re busy, but, um, gimme a call or write me a letter... or send me a tape. I’d love to hear your voice. 
Love always, Felicity.


Have you seen yourself today?
Could you recognize your face?
Can you tell me what to say
Mine's lost without a trace...

How do you feel when all the diamonds have run dry?
How do you feel after bittersweet goodbye's?

Today I found my face
Floating in a puddle of grace
A porcelain doll with cracks to mend
Oh momma, I found a friend

It's Easier To Be Alone


Meredith: There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don't have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever . . .

... Grey's Anatomy, Season 7 Finale

Thursday, September 15, 2011

And A Time To Let It Go...



How far up the river
Would you go, would you go
To meet me again?

And I built the cathedral
With the shelves that you held
In the hole in a tree...

There's a time to let it grow
There's a time to let it slow
And a time to let it go

... Cathedral, Cocoon

Come Back When You Can


you left your home
you're so far from everything you know
your big dream is crashing down and out your door
wake up and dream once more

come back when you can
let go you'll understand
you've done nothing at all
to make me love you less
so come back when you can
come back i'll help you stand
let go and hold my hand

if all you wanted was me
then i'll give you nothing less
so come back when you can

.. Come Back When You Can, Barcelona

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Life Is Painting A Picture


Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum.

... Oliver Wendell Holmes

Less And Less, More and More


As I grow to understand life less and less,
I learn to love it more and more.

... Jules Renard

Take A Broom And Clean Someone's House


There should be less talk; a preaching point is not a meeting point.
What do you do then? 
Take a broom and clean someone's house. That says enough.

... Blessed Teresa of Calcutta

Human Experience


We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. 
We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

... Teilhard de Chardin

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Always Try To Make Everyone Happy With Whatever You Have


A 10 year old boy went to an ice-cream shop and asked how much a cone costs. The waiter said "Rs. 18." Then the boy started counting how much he had. And he asked how much does a small cone costs. The irritated waiter said "Rs. 15." Then the boy ordered for a small cone. He ate, paid the bill and left.

When the waiter came to pick up the plate he was surprised: the boy had left Rs.3 as tips for him.

"Always Try To Make Everyone Happy With Whatever You Have"

... author Unknown

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Each Person Knows Only Their Own Pain And Renunciation


“We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path”

... Paulo Coelho

Friday, September 9, 2011

How We Experience Change - That Is Up To Us


Every cell in the human body regenerates, on average, every seven years. Like snakes, in our own way, we shed our skin. Biologically we’re brand new people. We may look the same, we probably do. The change isn’t visible, at least not on most of us but we're all changed completed forever.

When we say things like, “People don’t change,” it drives scientists crazy because change is literally the only constant. Energy, matter, it’s always changing, morphing, merging, growing, dying. It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural. The way we cling to what things were instead of letting them be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. The way we insist on believing despite every scientific indication that anything in this life time is impermanent. Change is constant. How we experience change:- that is up to us. It can feel like death or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it. It can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment, we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment we can be born all over again.

... Grey's Anatomy, Season 7, Ep 1

When It's A Chance To Start Again...


"I've had to say goodbye more times than I would have liked, but everyone can say that. And no matter how many times we do it, even when it's for the greater good, it still stings. And though we'll never forget what we've given up, we owe it to ourselves to keep moving forward. What we can't do, is live our lives always afraid of the next goodbye. Because, chances are, they're not going to stop. The trick is to recognize when a goodbye can be a good thing. When it's a chance to start again."

... Ugly Betty, Season 4 Ep 11

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

For Everything That Rises Must Converge


"Remain true to yourself, but move ever upward toward greater consciousness and greater love! At the summit you will find yourselves united with all those who, from every direction, have made the same ascent. For everything that rises must converge."

... Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Friday, August 12, 2011

Before I Die...

What would you do before you die, 
if you knew the hour of your death?


It’s easy to get caught up in the day-to-day and forget what really matters to you. With help from friends and neighbors, I turned the side of an abandoned house in my neighborhood into a giant chalkboard to invite people to share what is important to them. Before I Die transforms a neglected space into a constructive one where we can learn the hopes and aspirations of the people around us.

... Before I Die, Candy Chang

I Am Not Gone


I am not gone
I remain here beside you
Just in a different form
Look for me in your heart
And there you will find me
in our love which forever lives on

In those moments when you feel alone
Look for me in your thoughts
And there you will find me
in sweet memories that burn strong

Every time a tear
Forms in your beautiful eyes
Look up to the heavens
And there you will see me
Smiling down from God's glorious skies

... Injete Chesoni

Friday, August 5, 2011

What Is A Saint?


What is a saint? A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love. Contact with this energy results in the exercise of a kind of balance in the chaos of existence. A saint does not dissolve the chaos; if he did the world would have changed long ago. I do not think that a saint dissolves the chaos even for himself, for there is something arrogant and warlike in the notion of a man setting the universe in order. 

It is a kind of balance that is his glory. He rides the drifts like an escaped ski. His course is the caress of the hill. His track is a drawing of the snow in a moment of its particular arrangement with wind and rock. Something in him so loves the world that he gives himself to the laws of gravity and chance. Far from flying with the angels, he traces with the fidelity of a seismograph needle the state of the solid bloody landscape. His house is dangerous and finite, but he is at home in the world. He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.

... Beautiful Losers, Leonard Cohen

I Want You


... I Want You (Love Theme from "French Kiss")

Ask Not Of Me, Love, What Is Love?


Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sun what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.

... Festus, Philip James Bailey

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

If...


If you are, you breath.
If you breath, you talk.
If you talk, you ask.
If you ask, you think.
If you think, you search.
If you search, you experience.
If you experience, you learn.
If you learn, you grow.
If you grow, you wish.
If you wish, you find.
And if you find… you doubt.
If you doubt, you question.
If you question, you understand.
If you understand, you know.
And if you know, you want to know more.
And if you want to know more, you are… alive.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Koran By Heart


On his way home from covering the Persian Gulf war, the filmmaker Greg Barker stayed overnight in a small Egyptian village. Early the next morning, an undulating sound awakened him. For someone raised in Southern California, where predawn interruptions usually come from car alarms, it took some time to realize he was hearing the muezzin’s call to prayer.

In that moment, Mr. Barker sensed both epiphany and rebuke. Something about the summons to worship clearly mattered enormously to the people now heading toward the mosque. Yet even after working for months as a journalist in Saudi Arabia and Kuwait, reporting on a war in the midst of the Muslim world, Mr. Barker had to admit that he knew virtually nothing about Islam.

Now, 20 years later, the curiosity and challenge of that moment have reached fruition in the form of the documentary “Koran by Heart.” The film follows three children as they compete in an international contest to memorize and recite from the Koran, the Muslim holy book. Fittingly, it will be shown on HBO on Monday as the Muslim holy month of Ramadan begins.


Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Trapped In Our Own NOW


The night sky is a time machine. Look out and you look back in time. But this "time travel by eyesight" is not just the province of astronomy. It's as close as the machine on which you are reading these words. Your present exists at the mercy of many overlapping pasts. So where, then, is "now"?

As almost everyone knows, when you stare into the depths of space you are also looking back in time. Catch a glimpse of a relatively nearby star and you see it as it existed when, perhaps, Lincoln was president (if it's 150 light-years away). Stars near the edge of our own galaxy are only seen as they appeared when the last ice age was in full bloom (30,000 light-years away). And those giant pinwheel assemblies of stars called galaxies are glimpsed, as they existed millions, hundreds of millions or even billions of years in the past.

We never see the sky as it is, but only as it was.

Stranger still, the sky we see at any moment defines not a single past but multiple overlapping pasts of different depths. The star's image from 100 years ago and the galaxy image from 100 million years ago reach us at the same time. All of those "thens" define the same "now" for us.

The multiple, foliated pasts comprising our present would be weird enough if it was just a matter of astronomy. But the simple truth is that every aspect of our personal "now" is a layered impression of a world already lost to the past...

We live, each of us, trapped in our own now.

The simple conclusions described above derive, in their way, from relativity theory and they seem to spell the death knell for a philosophical stance called Presentism. According to Presentism only the present moment has ontological validity. In other words: only the present truly exists; only the present is real.

Presentism holds an intuitive sway for many people. It just feels right. For myself, when I try and explore the texture of my own experience, I can't help but feel a sense of the present's dominance. Buddhism, with its emphasis on contemplative introspection, has developed a sophisticated presentist stance concerning the nature of reality. "Anyone who has ever mediated for anytime" the abbot of a Zen monastery once told me "finds that the past and future are illusions."

Yes, but ...

The reality that even light travels at a finite speed forces us to confront the strange fact that, at best, the present exists at the fractured center of many overlapping pasts.

So where, then, are we in time? Where is our "now" and how does it live in the midst of a universe comprised of so many "thens"?


Monday, July 25, 2011

Only In My Thoughts...


‎"I have so much to tell you that I do not [know] where to begin. 
Nor do I know what things I have actually written to you about already, 
and what things I have related to you only in my thoughts" 

... Alban Berg to Theodor Wiesengrund-Adorno
Vienna. May 2, 1927