The morning of hope
Was born yesterday.
That’s why I am still
Here today, working-
for a better tomorrow!
Little Children coloring and making cards for Aidan and Ella-Full Time Islamic School
Fellowship of Goodness
Somewhere in a valley in California, women from different faith groups, United Methodists, Catholics, Mormons, Jewish, and Muslims all got together to help each other in a very dynamic and unique fellowship-to spread love, care, and understanding in our communities. The group cares for refugees, victims of cancer and their families, needy members of the community, widows and widowers group, make a wish for terminally ill seniors, and much more. Every time we meet at the Interfaith meetings, or at the Kaleidoscope group, or to one of the sisters’ houses for shared dinner-there is enough love, compassion, and humanity to fill the whole world.
I am so proud to be one of them. I pray that many communities around the nation and the whole world would follow our example.
One of the projects was caring for Aidan and his little sister Ella. He is a little boy undergoing a prolonged stay in the hospital for cancer treatment and needs a cheer. We cannot forget about his little sister, lest she feels neglected. I have asked you, my dear readers around the world in my last post to join in.
Aidan’s mom reported that Aidan was so happy receiving all those cards, and it really cheered him up and eased his agonizing long hospital stay.
Just because the world is full of chaos and perils, this doesn’t mean that goodness and cheerfulness cease to exist. As long as we strive to be good and fair and just.. as long as we continue to seek the truth, as long as we believe in God and certain of His Justice and Compassion-Humanity is still good and there is still hope.
Aidan is a little boy with hope and a big smile. He is going through an invasive cancer treatment in Kentucky, U.S.A. I live way far in California. I have heard about him and his little sister Ella through a great Cancer support group called The Kaleidoscope. A compassionate group of people lead by a beautiful human being called Jan. They have inspired me with their diligent and selfless work to help support Cancer patients and their families.
The project is to cheer little Aidan through his ten weeks stay in the hospital undergoing his treatment-through sending him cards and stickers to cheer him up and boost his morale. We don’t want to forget his little sister Ella by encouraging her and show her that she is so important as well. Your act of kindness will go a long way to cheer a little boy, but most importantly it will go a long way of changing you and warms your heart.
I thought that since I have more than 1600 followers, we can all send a card of love, care, and support to a little child and his sister, the world will be truly a better place indeed.
Let’s do it!
Here is the Name and Address:
Aidan Wisdom or Ella Wisdom
C/O Kimberly Dirksen
331 Stone Crest Drive
Fisherville, Ky. 40023
United States of America
These are not words to say
By lips, it’s a statement
I affirm to make it happen
By deeds and toiled actions-
A claimant. In a country
Where citizens have rights
Things may go wrong, but
Eventually, it’s going to be
Alright. After all, it was
said that : “the most important
Office in a democracy: Citizen.
On a hill, there is a tree
Extending its boughs towards the sea
The agony sculpted her tortured
New beginnings are always hopeful and optimistic. It means you have been through a lot to reach where you are now. It means new energy, new opportunities, well earned position, and a new born hope for a better future. New beginnings means life is showing you its smiley face, its sunny warmth, and its embrace. I pray and hope, Amen!
It this world that we live in with all its chaotic disorder, we may feel anxious and have difficulty apprehend a future that is prosperous or safe. The atrocious massacre of civilians in Aleppo, terrorism, racism and nationalism that seems to be on the rise world wide-all are sore bleeding wounds that shatters our sense of equilibrium and threatens our sense of humanity.
The following words came to my mind:
Have you seen the dark shadow?
Numerous reports confirmed,
All over the globe, of a hollow
Dark smoky mass discerned
To be increasing in size and
Weight on the human chest
Upon encounter. Sadness,
Sorrow feelings that grow
Within, whenever this object
Flow upon the horizon.
It continues to cause destruction,
Chaos, and despair. It is in the air,
Polluting our water, deforming our
Spirit, crushing our soul…within and
Wherever it landed. Piercing shrieks
Are heard precede its arrival spreading
Terror. Humans are forced to their knees,
Covering their ears, void of humanity.
Everyone run for dear life, void of intellect
Or rational thinking. Hearing no logic,
Listening not to reason. Feet crushing bodies
As they run away blinded by fear and darkness-
Scattering in horror like wild beasts.
Nations upon nations have succumbed
To defeat-no survivals. Except those
Who flee, leaving behind memories of
Happiness destroyed & crumbled.
Masses have tried to assemble with candles,
Courageous hearts, extended hands, and hope to
Defeat this Dark Hollow Shadow. Their light
Was not strong enough, their hearts were not courageous
Enough,their hands were trembling, and the hope was crushed.
Years and years went by, and the darkness increased and persisted.
Down beneath the ashes, a flicker of light had survived.
A child, an innocent being, not yet corrupted by the Darkness-noticed
It and removed the ashes. Many hearts, souls, and hands were extended
Towards it. As one man, they all moved towards the light to protect it.
They tended to it with unity and love until it grew and grew to resemble the hope
That was crushed long ago. Together they hold the light up towards darkness, Guided and strong they marched.
Their cheers shook the land, their words echoed throughout the globe:
“Divided no more, divided we have fallen and fallen. United
Now and always, we stand.”
Souls, like plants, are revived by the sunlight and care. I was feeling sick today and under the weather. I thought of just calling off going to teach on Monday until I feel better. Then I looked down from my bedroom window to my garden and saw these magnificent oranges and tangerines alluring me to just pick them up.
I thought of my students on Monday and how lovely it would be to share some of these fresh citrus blessings with them. Suddenly I had this surge of energy and pulled myself out of bed and went down to the garden with a big bag to pick some fruits.
Instantly the fresh citrus scent revived my soul and rejuvenated my energy. I felt much better instantly. And then I peeled an orange and took a bite, heaven!
I thought how in the acts of giving that my orange tree had showed me-with it’s extended boughs laden with the gift of fruits to pick, enjoy, and share- now my aching limbs and tired heart had been energized and healed. There is nothing like the act of giving and sharing to uplift the soul. Don’t you all agree?
P.S. Those pictures I just took are as fresh as the fruits they show. Beautiful California citrus…yummy!
The words are hammering
Humming loud and persisting
To be let out. Hauling a heavy
Load of thoughts and feelings.
Say it right. There is
Doubt? Will they be misunderstood?
Will they sound appealing?
Come forth, say the truth.
Speak your mind, I say.
How else you would be heard?
Mind your words, say it gently.
Be kind. Articulate and then,
Those wonderful words you
have carefully said, will be your healing.©
The road was winding
Curves and Bushes
Playing hide and seek
With the seashore.
I heard the ocean’s call
Alluring me to sit and talk,
As I used to talk with him
Every time we meet.
The Ocean and I have always
been close friends. Something
About the sea makes you want
To pour your soul out knowing
It will go deep and safe, and he
I parked the car away at the nearby
Street. Climbing the hill to the
Shore. The hill was steep,
I looked around, and looked down
To the slippery sand beneath my feet.
The path laid in front of me
Was a maze of Bushes and sand dunes.
I reached a fork in the road. Paths and
Trails right and left. I was lost.
I still can hear the calls of the sea,
But where is he?
Something about the sea, makes you trust him.
As old friends, he greets me
With wide open heart and
Generous giving spirit, he
Greets me with waves of
Cheers and laughter of
The gulls…even when he
Is angry or grim. “Welcome back,
You are home, you are here.” He always said.
I was near, but not there yet.
At the twilight time when
Not many were on the trails.
I got up and stood there and
Contemplated at life choices.
How many trails we got to choose,
And how many got us lost.
Only then I heard others approaching,
Laughing and calling on each other. Giggling
Trying to find each others through the maze.
Trying to reach the sea…like me. I heard a girl
Calling. “I found the sea!” “I found the sea!”
She said: “Go towards the light.”!