Friday, August 31, 2012

Three Tears


I read somewhere that a


A true friend sees the first tear, 

catches the second 

and stops the third.


 I think we should all have friends like these, lovers like these, and parents like these.

  Annie Lennox sings this song called Universal Child


The title implies that there must also be a Universal Parent.







… I’m Gonna wrap my Arms around You…. (my) Universal Child ” ..


Sometimes you have to reach out for kindness and love. Today,  is there someone you know who could use an extra hug?













Saturday, August 25, 2012

A Thousand Years


In your light I learn how to love. / In your beauty, how to make poems. / You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, / But sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. (Rumi)



1,000 Year-Old Olive Tree


      Those who love deeply know that time cannot change anything and that what's true is eternal.
While we are living, time does stand still for the one we love.   The moment you see the person you have yearned for, when you can actually touch them, is one of the most exhilarating moments in your life and will never be forgotten.

      The song A Thousand Years by Christina Perri says:

And all along I believed that 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



Sometimes, love also waits for us,  as in this endearing story: 
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Friday, August 24, 2012

Nothing's Real But Love


Love shook my heart,
Like the wind on the mountain
Troubling the oak-tree.  
                     ~Sappho

   The Greek poet Sappho believed love to be the strongest force of all, with the strength to move mountains and possibly even topple an oak tree. You have to be strong to survive the power of love and have endurance like the tall peaks and mountain trails.  The mountains of the heart aren't an easy voyage and they are hard to climb, but I think finding love is ultimately what we all hope for and the best choice we can make with our lives.

Sappho on a Grecian Urn. ca. 470 BC


    The singer Rebecca Ferguson reminds us that in a world that's not always so good, we need love to survive.   Nothing's Real But Love.  

    

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Secrets of Life

If we wish to be let in on the secrets of life, we must be mindful of two things: first, there is the great melody to which things and scents, feelings and past lives, dawns and dreams contribute in equal measure, and then there are the individual voices that complete and perfect this full chorus.   ~ Rainer Maria Rilke



  Composers, artists, poets and lovers endure because of the dreams they inspire and the great melodies they provide. One such composer, is the the late great Marvin Hamlisch who wrote the musical score  to the movie The Way We Were.  In the  TV show Sex and the City  the cast of girlfriends  talk about the movie. 
 The song itself is a great romantic song about wanting to be with the one you love, but circumstances prevent it. 
Marvin Hamlisch on Shalom TV

    How is it possible that everyone remembers this title song? Is it not because as Rilke says there is a great melody in life (secret number one)? And then is not each great love a unique and special voice ( secret number two) that completes us?

   Rilke also said that love is a radiant force:

 "To love is to give light with inexhaustible oil. To be loved is to pass away. To love is to endure.‎"

Click on the excerpt from the TV show (below) that mentions The Way We Were. To hear Barbara Streisand sing the song at the end of the video (4:51) underscores the timelessness of music, love and memory.


Sex and the City Discuss The Way We Were





Friday, August 17, 2012

Seeing You: From Rilke



 
Sketch by Auguste Rodin

Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.

Break off my arms, I’ll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I’ll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.
          ~Rainer Maria Rilke

  




This poem by Rilke reminds me that love cannot be altered by physical changes (blindness, deafness, loss of limbs). When there is love, there is a transformation beyond the physical.  Love cannot be destroyed by fire.  Love is therefore something that is eternal. It is as vital to the body as blood.
      Some of Rilke's poems have been set to music by Brad Mehldau and sung by Renee Fleming, but I like this song with Yo-Yo Ma and find it more expressive and melodic.  It is called Touch The Hand Of Love.  Even though the words aren't by Rilke,  I think he would have approved. Love will never stop playing in your heart and ears.


Saturday, August 11, 2012

Remember Me

The poems  of Chilean poet and Pulitzer Prize winner Pablo Neruda are often read at weddings. He wrote many sonnets and  his love poems translated from the Spanish are exceptionally lovely. Listen to this audio reading of his poem

          If You Forget Me




  The love connection can be stretched  by distance, commitments, work and circumstances.
The important thing says Neruda is to remember. Don't forget your great love. The memories are found everywhere: in the light of the sun behind the mountain, in the changing shape of the  river, in the blue flowers or the rose (see Sonnet XVIII).

     Love outlasts anything that can be bought with money. After years of internal longing, love emerges like a deeply rooted tree. The branches of that tree are precious and like hands reach out to touch us. No matter how high the mountains or how deep the valley, the intensity of love endures.

Sonnet XVIII
Through mountains you move as moves the breeze
or as the sudden stream from under snow
or your hair flaring, yes, flickering,
the high banners of an enraptured sun.
All the light of the Caucasus falls over your body
whirling like liquid in a bowl
in which the water changes shape and song
as with the river’s every open move.
Through the mountain flows the old warrior’s road
and below –shining fiercely like a sword–
the water, between the walls of the valley’s hands
until you receive from the forests, suddenly,
the branch of lightning, stroke of blue flowers,
the precious arrow of the forest’s smell.
by Pablo Neruda

Friday, August 10, 2012

Feel the Wind


“Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.”   ― Nicholas SparksA Walk to Remember


Just as life begins with the first breath, love begins with a sweet breeze. Perhaps it starts when you hear the sound of your lover's name spoken by another person. Or maybe you tremble a little when you listen to your  lover's voice - the smallest of winds. However love begins, when life blows love in your direction, some say they can hear the the wind sing.  Maybe there is a music that only lovers can hear perfectly, no matter how soft, no matter how low the vibration .
    When you feel the wind of  love,  you can fly over any mountain. 

   When love envelops you, it enters into your body and touches your soul. The musician Cat Stevens ( now known as Yusuf Islam) sang the song  The Wind over thirty years ago. It still has a freshness and strength today. The deeper the love, the  greater the power of the wind. What starts as a breeze, becomes a musical journey turning turbines deep into the caverns of your body and soul.



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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Bel Canto

In 2001, novelist Ann Patchett published Bel Canto, a gorgeous and suspenseful introduction to the world of opera music. 


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   The plot summary according to Wikipedia is as follows:
   Set in an unnamed country, the story begins at a birthday party thrown at the country's vice presidential home. The party is thrown for Katsumi Hosokawa, the visiting chairman of a large Japanese electronics company called Nansei. Performing is a famous American soprano, Roxane Coss.
  Near the end of the party, members of a terrorist organization break into the house looking for the President. When it is discovered that the President did not attend the party, the terrorist group decides to take the entire party hostage.
  After determining they have too many hostages, the terrorists decide to release all of the hostages except those they deem most important and most likely to receive a large ransom. This includes Hosokawa, Roxane, and the translator Gen.
 Two major romantic relationships develop as the standoff drags on and serve as the backdrop to the rest of the story. The first is between Roxane Coss and Katsumi Hosokawa. Hosokawa is one of Roxane's biggest fans and he attended the party because Roxane was going to be singing. When they are placed in the house together, they develop a deep bond, even though they do not speak each other's language and thus cannot communicate verbally.  
     Here's an excerpt from Bel Canto, describing the first song she sings to him: 
   
“[He] chose Rusalka as a measure of his respect for [the singer]. It was the centerpiece of her repertoire and would require no extra preparation on her behalf, a piece that surely would have been included in the program had he not requested it … He simply wanted to hear her sing Rusalka while standing close to her in a room. If a human soul should dream of me, may he still remember me on awaking! His translator had written it out for him from the Czech years ago.”


Soprano Anna Netrebko
When I listen to Rusalko, I understand how a man would be willing to travel form one country to another to hear this beautiful music. Bel Canto means Beautiful Singing.
You have no need for sight. Listen. The beauty of her voice transports you to a place where dreams are strong and passionate.  When you emerge from the darkness of any dream, imagine the light from your lover's eyes. This music makes you understand that music has the power to transcend this world. Love remains upon awaking. 

Friday, August 3, 2012

At the End of The Day






  At the end of the day you can either count the time left or look back on the moments that have passed with joy and happiness.  The sum of the wonderful moments are more important and will last longer than anything that could subtract from it. The day ends with what you observe, not necessarily with what you deserve.
Observe the beauty that surrounds us, the song of the birds, the clean water in your glass.
    If at the end of the day you forget how wonderful life can be, read the poem called The Sun by Mary Oliver to remind you.
   In the song below by Van Morrison, Have I Told You Lately,  he sings in a joking way, but the words tell otherwise. He is deeply grateful for the love, the friendship, and the gladness that fills his heart.

Say, have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one above you?
Fill my heart with gladness, take away my sadness
Ease my troubles that's what you do.

Well, there's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
And it shines like the sun

At the end of the day
We will give thanks
And pray to the One



The last thought of the day is also important. It is the thought that precedes your dream. What is your last thought at the end of the day? Is it not a whisper of good-night to the one you love?