Loneliness and solitude are not the same
For one ’tis the circumstance we blame,
The other we seek to recharge the soul.
So,you see, Solitude is loneliness under control.
©Gainperspectiveblog January 18, 2015
This is a poem I wrote years ago while teaching my students in Oregon about homonyms in a playful way. I always try to instill in them the love and appreciation of nature whenever I find a chance. In combination of both, I came up with this poem.
Nature and I are in Harmony
To that mountain, fixed to the ground
Unchanged, I cave in around to get through.
I stand up to the bully wind, and
Do not wither, I push it away
With my blows until I win.
I blossom with the delicate rose,
I sway by its beauty,
Sending its fragrance everywhere.
I smile back at the moon, orbiting my space
Beaming, spreading around grace.
To the turbulent sea, I wave
Back ignoring its call.
With the generous river, I flow
Not stopping at the bank, but beyond
Its demanding shore.
I rush by the hour; the time
I don’t pass in waste.
I go by the day buzzing with
The bees.
I fall with the night in the lands
Of dreams.
The sun, I rise to shine with
It, faithful and bright.
My life is fun. I know
My roll with every element’s feature.
I live in harmony
With Nature.
©Gainperspectiveblog December 30, 2007
When humanity covers itself up in winter, shielding itself while turning away from those who suffer unimaginable deprivation, starvation, and death…some of us have to tell the story lest we forget!
Syrians- innocent civilians in Dara’a, Zabadani, and Madaya- have been under siege for months and months now. No food or goods have been allowed to this area and its people for months upon months.. until a whole population suffered, and continue to suffer, from starvation. Reports reveal the awful reality: how they started eating from garbage piles, forced to eat even cats and dogs as they witnessed their children dying in front of their eyes, screaming and wailing from hunger and pain. Hospitals became emptied of equipment, tools, and medicine. Shops closed because of empty shelves and depleted inventories.
Then, as if starving the people to death is not enough, the Syrian regime (along with Russian jet bombers) started dropping bombs on top of the already dying people.
Then came the snow, but, in spite of all its whiteness and purity … it could not cleanse the harshness of the brutality of war and famine. The Russians and the Syrian Regime kept sending their bombs in spite of the snow… the pure white snow, mingled with the blood of innocents, became a violent reminder of the daily atrocities as it coated the roads and alleys. Shocking and very disturbing seeing snow mixed with the red blood! It is said that nature is harsh, but seeing the crime that man commits against his fellow man tells of brutality and harshness of an unprecedented scale. Women, children, and the elderly continue to suffer from starvation while undergoing the agony of leaving their own homes and living in exile under a tent (if they were lucky enough to find a tent) amid the misery of the cold and the devastation and destruction of war.
How can humanity allow this to happen?? Some hearts are truly harder than rocks and stones.
“Thenceforth were your hearts hardened: They became like a rock and even worse in hardness. For among rocks there are some from which rivers gush forth; others there are which when split asunder send forth water; and others which sink for fear of God. And God is not unmindful of what ye do.” Quran 2:72
©Gainperspectiveblog
Going through my old notes, I found these two poems I wrote about the same subject, having a dream; however each has a different perspective and a different effect. One in despair and giving up your dream and the other has hope, persistence, perseverance and never giving up. I know you will agree with me that Hope is such a powerful force and a much stronger effect.
I am posting them both here and would very much like your feedback. Drop a note and tell me what do you think.
I Dared To Dream!
Once I dared to dream for me another realty
When I saw the harshness, the wrong, the ugliness
Around me; so I tried to change those things.
I rejected them, dealt with them, and spoken
With rationale sense. No one could see the need
for change, but me. I screamed, I yelled,
I asked for help. The way they acted with indifference
has injected numbness in my veins.
Now, I walk around this mess with stillness that frighten me,
A chill that freeze my path. Loneliness engulfing me,
A stranger among the masses. The morsels that feed them,
Choke me; the air they breathe in, suffocate me.
The mere existence is emptiness, unfulfilled emptiness.
Events twist and twirl around my days like leaves falling from a tree,
Insignificant. Injustice deepen the resentment, Oh, it
Is a long list. It goes on as steady, as heavy as freight trains.
It is hard to see a future in a horizon full of clouds.
Harder, yet, to build a life when there is no life at all.
It was gone long ago, or taken, in pieces here and there.
Remains everywhere. The form that is there, cruising
Around, is a phantom. A mirage of what once was. What happened
To the life within the shell? It has been taken captive,
A slave to its masters, with million other bosses to rule that poor
Soul. Tying it down with ropes that choke, holding it down with chains.
February 3rd, 2001
A dream Comes True!
I took my dream
And place it by the window
And everyday the sun goes up
My dream suckled upon its rays
And fed upon its warmth.
At night I look upon my dream
And saw it with the stars
Glittering by the moon
Free from chains and bars.
Day by day, my dream grew
Tall and strong
I tend to it and work on it
At nights and all day long
Until, behold, it has become
A dream comes true;
My glorious dream’s come true.
©Gainperspectiveblog December-28-2007
I read the following post and wondered that this is how Phoenix is born, a super creature emerges from the ashes of death, loss, and destruction into a magnificent being. When one reevaluate his reality and stand up on his own feet and break the chains and look up and beyond and continue living. Marvelous.
This poem I wrote years ago, but still hold true today. To all the good people out there, those who are full of humanity and kindness…I say let’s stand together and make a better world for us and for our children regardless of our race, ethnic background, color of our skin, or our belief. One Humanity, One Fate.
On The Same Side
We Stand
From this side
I call you.
Can you decipher
My words?
My words,
I speak
From my heart
To yours.
I was pushed
Here you know;
They want us
To divide
But here I am,
And I must
Reach out
To you
From this side,
I am sending
My words
From my
Heart to yours
I know
You
Will understand.
You and I
What difference
Do we have?
Let’s reach out
I am holding out
My hand.
My son, your son
Are friends
They were
Both born
On this land
The pines, the oaks
They know them well,
They grew together
And played together
Under their shade
The roots entwined.
The water of the same
River runs in their veins,
Here together they lived.
I see you
Coming closer
I feel you
In my heart.
We speak
The same words
I knew you
Will understand.
The heart
Knows no
Boundaries.
United we
Stand.
©Gainperspectiveblog January 2nd, 2008
Science has proven that Hope is real. The latest research in NeuroScience-the scientific study of the nervous system-found
“that your brain is wired to be better. If you give it the right stimulus over a period of time, it changes. So, like I said, this is why we call this, in essence, the science of hope.”1
How it works:
“When people experience tragedy, sometimes the last thing they want to hear is advice about “keeping their chin up.” How, after all, does a person keep a positive attitude in the face of, say, a debilitating brain injury?
It turns out, however, that the phrase “stay positive” is more than just a cheerful colloquialism. There’s science behind those words—evidence that hopefulness can promote a quicker, fuller recovery.”2
Hope is authentic:
“How would you like to be better at problem solving, learning a new language, increasing your ability to focus, regaining body function due to a stroke, or recapturing some lost brain function from a brain trauma such as an auto accident? Your mind is very capable of creating these incredible lasting changes in function from neuroplasticity shaping techniques.”2
“The term Neuroplasticity is derived from the root words Neuron and Plastic. A neuron refers to the nerve cells in our brain. Each individual neural cell is made up of an axon, dendrites, and is linked to one another by a small space called the synapses. The word plastic means to mold, sculpt, or modify. Neuroplasticity refers to the potential that the brain has to reorganize by creating new neural pathways to adapt, as it needs. Think of the neurological changes being made in the brain as the brain’s way of tuning itself to meet your needs.”3
A New Field in Science
“Years ago, really up until about 15, 20 years ago, most scientists thought, “You know what? Your brain, after you turn 23, 24 years old, it’s pretty fixed. It doesn’t change very much.”The fact is, nothing could be further from the truth. You can grow new brain cells, and your brain can actually adapt and change its structure, to take on new tasks, new abilities, and then regain ones that have been lost through injury.”1
Hope is different than merely having positive thinking. The latter is passive; it could be a way to cope with your current situation without having the clue or the vision that things can get better, while hope generates a clear vision, a plan of action, to achieve your goals.
“It was believed until recently that the human brain, which consists of around 100 billion neural cells, could not generate new ones(the generation of new neurons is also known as neurogenesis). The old model assumed that each of us was born with a finite number of neural cells and when a cell died no new cell could grow. This old model of the brain’s inability to regenerate new nerve cells is no longer relevant. It has been proven that certain areas in the brain can generate fresh cells. This new understanding of neural cell generation is an incredible discovery. Another misconception was that the brain had an inability to create new neural pathways.”3
Knowledge and accurate information keeps hope real and true. We now know that hope is physically a brain function, part of our system, that if triggered, will generate change and healing.
“What’s the Big Idea?
Your brain is more flexible than we’ve ever thought before. It changes because it is constantly optimizing itself, reorganizing itself by transferring cognitive abilities from one lobe to the other, particularly as you age. After a stroke, for instance, your brain can reorganize itself to move functions to undamaged areas.
And yet, due to the lifestyles we lead we tend to not make full use of our brains.
Dr. Dennis Charney, dean of the Mt. Sinai School of Medicine, has studied how the brain responds to dramatic changes in peoples’ environments. Charney describes how prisoners of war who were placed in solitary confinement developed unusual cognitive capacities because the only activity they were allowed to do was think. The POWs were essentially exercising their brains. What can we learn from this?
Charney is using this research to conduct psychological therapies that can improve learning and memory, and solve problems with anxiety and depression.”4
It is important to note that hope and faith- that things can get better- is the trigger, the will power, the turn on switch to this Neuroplasticity engine. Treatments, therapy, medical and psychological, medicine, exercises…etc. are the ammunition and the fuel for the healing/change process.
“New studies have shown through the use PET, and MRI brain scanning technology, that new neural cells are generated throughout life as well as new neural pathways. Even the elderly are capable of creating measurable changes in brain organization. These changes are not always easy but can happen through concerted focus on a defect area.”3
The key word, the golden word, is persistence. One should keep up the hope, keep this stimulus on and running as long and as far as it needs, in order for the healing or the change process to reach its goal.
“In a more practical sense, we know that physical exercise is good for the brain because it helps create new neurons. Similarly, when we teach an old brain new tricks we know that it will help slow age-related mental decline.”4
Hope is real, proven by science, and willpower is the switch (The right stimulus) that triggers this amazing ability to change for the better and correct the defect. It has been proven that our machine has the ability with the right environment, and if we switch the power on by hope and faith that things can get better, and with persistence, things will. This is how our Maker created us- with this powerful function as an arsenal in the healing and long treatment process in the fight against horrible challenges such as Cancer, depression, trauma, and even aging.
“This is that idea that there’s a truly holistic view that you can take in a human body, without having to feel very alternative about it anymore. Our brains and bodies are inextricably intertwined, and what happens in one, definitively affects the other.”1
People of faith would tell you that they have known this all along, that prayers, faith, and belief is what triggers and turns this healing process on…now science has proven that it is true. God Hath created us with this amazing ability, and telling us to use it…only if we had faith.
“One of the things I look at is how the attributes that patients bring to the table—resiliency, spirituality, hope—facilitate recovery,” says Kate Kortte, a neuropsychologist in the Department of Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation. “What we’ve found is that maintaining a positive attitude really does help with outcomes and life satisfaction.”2
I found this to be a very important subject to discuss and to introduce to my readers. We are all fighting our battles in this life, in different degrees and magnitudes…and my message is simple: instead of getting locked up in a current circumstance, look beyond to the horizon, have a different perspective, and hope and work hard to achieve what you hope for.
Faith told us that it can be done, and now science proved it.
I recommend that you read the following article. It will make you gain more perspective to this great concept:
http://www.thehopetree.com/science-of-hope/
“Without hope, nothing could begin; hope offered a real chance to reach a better end. Hope helps overcome hurdles that we otherwise could not scale, and it moves us forward to a place where healing can occur.”
– Jerry Groopman, MD from The Anatomy of Hope
References:
©Gainperspectiveblog
Maybe you should
Burn this tree!
She has seen so
Many floods
On her so many
A year. She is
Barren, no green
Essential to cheer
And ornate,
No fruit, no birds
Claim in her estate.
Maybe you should
Burn this tree!
She has seen so
Many seasons;
And winter stayed
in her reasons,
And winds swayed
Her figure and
Shook her memory away…
Of life and laughter,
Of lushes branches
Laden with fruit,
Of forever and after,
Of promises of riches
In earnest pursuit,
Of happiness, of sunshine
Tickling her leaves…
Of guests all around,
And bird songs to
Entertain, and suitors
Hoping in vain
Carving hearts and
Signatures.
But when winter
Settled deep in
Her roots and veins,
Her branches weak and limb,
Years of harshness
Erased the life within.
Memories are short,
They took a look
At her and shook
Their heads away,
To wipe the image
Of sadness that
She now portrays.
Forgetting all the
Years of happiness
That she gave them.
Maybe they should
Burn this tree away!
But, then, came up
The caring sun
Sending her soothing
Rays, and listened,
And listened again
With care, with love.
Her warmth hugging
The tree, her rays
Patting the sadness away.
Tears of the rain
Trickled all the way
Deep down her roots
Awakening the life
Within. Gently
The loyal jay
Came back to
Settle in kicking
The long winter away.
Those who has given up
Hope in her, were lured
Back by her revived beauty,
Seeking her flowing shade.
Those who one day had
Seek to burn her,
Now her grace and
Her forgiveness they bade.
For years to come;
Her beauty lived,
And their evils fade.
©Gainperspectiveblog January 4th, 2008
A state of happiness
Is like a bird fluttering
Its wings and sings
Of melodies so sweet,
Filling the heart with joy.
It is like sunshine
Beaming with goodness
That warms the soul
Floating in the shimmering light.
It is like childhood
Careless and free,
Naive, excited
Skipping and hopping all day.
Happiness is like a hug,
An embrace, the closeness
That it brings, the humility
And kindness, the magic
Touch of care, the grace.
Happiness is like the day
After night, the dawn
After dark, the good
Beyond evil, the ecstasy
Of victory, the end of war,
The triumph, the glorious
Achievement of love for all.
Happiness needs company
To share, to spread the
Bounties. Happiness is
Generous and sweet
Like fresh water
After thirst, transparent,
Filling, humble, priceless,
Simple, essential to life.
©Gainperspectiveblog January 19, 2008
To those who have been through life with its heartbreaks, pain, and disappointments and still find the joy in living, and the strength to hope. To all who found the courage to open a window in their hearts and souls for…the light.
Back to the Light!
The dark passages I came upon
My way back to the light!
The demons and Orcs I fought upon
My way back to the light!
The spikes and thorns,
The pain I had,
The burning holes
I had in my heart and soul upon
My way back to the light!
They snatched me, they twisted me
They gnawed upon my flesh,
The bleeding wounds, the oozing pus
The stench, that awful stench
Of unfinished things
Long past.
I had endured them all
And faced them and bear them all, and fought
And won them all upon
My way back to the light!
A White wizard I came back to you
All, bearing the glad tidings.
There is hope yet, oh, and
There is love beyond those
Signs of doom.
In spite of sickness, and in spite of pain
There is strength to gain and health
Of spirit beyond those clouds
Of gloom.
The staff I have in my hand
Is gleaming with shinning awe
Glistening in the morning light
Glittering sparks by night
Singing ballads of my valor.
It is humbled yet by the beauty that
Surrounds us here and there.
This brilliant red rose with dew laden leaves
The crispy breeze filled with chirping birds,
These sparkling waves, the rain washed pine
The freshness in the air, the majestic trees
The cozy cabin and the warm hearth
All this and more, are worth fighting for.
I came back and fought my war
For the glory of the day,
For that crowned dawn beaming
Pushing the darkness away.
One look upon my daughter’s face
The magic in her smile
Is worth to live for, and fight back
The ugliness, the dismay
Of this world, bringing back victory
To the light, to that shining light,
Of hope, of peace, of love and harmony
Back to the world, I am back to life.
©Gainperspectiveblog December 28th, 2007