The Age of Darkness, the Age of Light-and the Sea.©

The Age of Darkness, the Age of Light-and the Sea.©

In the midst of the darkness of this long night… my heart is filled with uncertainty and my soul is restless.  Yearning and anticipation are taking me on a roller coaster ride.  It has been like this every night for as long as I can remember.  But this feeling is getting intensified lately.   I have learned to heed my intuition, and it never fails me.  Now, I feel like something is going to happen.  Never have we, as the people of this age, lived in such a contradiction since Charles Dickens wrote these words of wisdom:

” It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest seeing aies insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. ”  Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities, Book the First, Chapter I.

It’s a time that we’re seeing all the evil of humanity awaken like vampires spreading through the land.  Those who want to divide us and take us back to the darkest of ages where a man was void of his human rights and measured by the color of his skin instead of the merits of his deeds and the substance of his character.

On the other side, never we have gotten together, unified under a sense of comradery , as this time, for humanity, civil rights, equality, freedom, kindness… all the best of humane traits, transcending race, religion, nationality, and all other bars and walls of division.

I found myself, this night, waiting for the dawn of day and yearning for the sea!  Such a great urge to be looking at my beloved Pacific Ocean on the Oregon Coast.  You, the reader, may wonder what is the relevance?!!  At times like this, when I am restless and filled with anxiety, I think of the sea.  He is my best friend.  The only being that can listen and understand.  The only friend on this beautiful and sad Earth who can fill me with hope in spite of pain and despair.  The sea is wise yet playful, vast enough to contain the world yet can be contained in my gaze and my heart, mighty yet gentle… and most importantly- the sea is a generator of hope.

Waves live all around the shores, living a life filled with stories; yet as soon as one wave reaches its final destination, resting at last in the shore’s embrace- a new wave will immediately be born in its wake, back to the sea, to live a new life, a brand new life of its own.  An endless story of life-infinite.

Yes, here I am, in the middle of the darkness of this restless night, I find myself yearning for the sea.  Dreaming to stand by its shores, where earth meets the sky, as if standing by the edge of humanity, at the age when we are tested and trialed if we, as the people, are deserving of it!

Oh,  here is a droplet on my face..a mist, a sea breeze.  I am refreshed and filled with hope.  ©2017Gainperspectiveblog

 

 

 

 

 

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My Orange Tree!©

My Orange Tree!©

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!

©Gainperspectiveblog12/11/2016

She Said: Go Towards The Light!©

She Said: Go Towards The Light!©

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

Listens clear.

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.”!

©Gainperspectiveblog9/10/2016

To Kill a Eucalyptus Tree©

To Kill a Eucalyptus Tree©

I took a walk one day

At that forest by the bay.

In the midst of trees,

Eucalyptus high up and mighty,

Pines as far as you can see.

The air was crisp and clean

Fresh with scents unspoiled.

Looking so small in my company

Ego was held in check.  My soul

Raised me to a climax far and beyond.

I began to see clear.  As the trail wind

Up and twisted; glimpse of the concrete

City was there at the corner of my eye.

You see things clear from above, and

I saw decay.  I witnessed aggression of

Man against Nature beyond compare.

Even here, at the cropped

Forest, goodness green and pure-

Pushed away to the limit.

I heard the trees moan.  Rain began

Trickling disparately cleansing away

The smog, brushing it from the leaves.

As I walked towards the end of the

Trail, I noticed tree corpses everywhere.

I looked up to the sky, to the trees,

And wept with the rain.

©Gainperspectiveblog3/30/16

Joy©

Joy©

Joy is not the same as excitement.  The latter is derived from material  and a tangible sensation which is usually evoked or triggered by a stimuli. animals as well as humans can experience excitement.

Joy, on the other hand, is a jubilation of the spirit, happiness in the heart that delights the soul.  Joy is only a human trait.  It raises our awareness to a higher spiritual level above and beyond our physical world.  Although it can be felt with the physical senses; yet it doesn’t necessarily have to be stimulated by a tangible stimuli. It can rather exist in the absence, or in spite of, any material source.

Joy is often paired with the word “pure’ because of its spiritual nature.  Joy is a state of exultation, and euphoria that fills all our senses and beyond.

All the beautiful things in life that bring us joy are not materialistic in nature-we feel joy in the ecstasy of giving, forgiving, love, unity, compassion, loyalty, friendship, laughter, witnessing something beautiful-colorful flowers filled meadow, rolling green hills, a child smile, a triumph overcoming a handicap or a hardship..etc.

Joy is the bliss, the exuberance, the rapture of goodness that overflows and fills the veins of our existence.

©Gainperspectiveblog3/14/2016