Friday, June 19, 2015

Perhaps Love

  "When we usually say 'love story' we imagine, maybe, a story about, people getting together. We're usually talking about courtship stories. This isn't a love story in that sense."  ~Kazuo Ishiguro, novelist
 
        In Ishiguro's  book the "The Buried Giant", an aging couple must try to make it to a mystical island by boat to find their son. In order  to reach this island a boatman tell them,
"Only those couples who can prove to the boatman that their love is perfect and true, without bitterness or jealousy or shame, can cross the water together, in the same boat, to the island."
    John Denver's song about love is full or puzzles and riddles:
"Perhaps love is like an ocean full of conflict, full of pain."
  In Denver's interview below, before he sings "Perhaps Love" live, he describes his own personal life and marriage that ended in divorce. His personal love story seems to be similar to the love described by Ishiguro.
    Can love always survive? Can love overcome the conflict? These questions are huge and not easy to tackle or understand. 

    Love and the memory of love are our best defenses against the torrent ocean. 
There are no guarantees that any of us will reach the island. The trip itself is what is most important. In any language the sentiments of the song seems to be its universal appeal.





Saturday, June 13, 2015

Love and the Apocalypse

 
                                                                        Tiny Apocalypse by David Byrne

   Love is the only sensible action when you are near an apocalypse. WE  must turn despair into action and love. The day doesn't really end at midnight; it ends when we can find a way to say "I love you" and try to find away to spread love into the world.
   We all live in this world. How do we help each other? How do we save each other and the planet? We first have to ask ourselves a question, can we solve the world's problems with less love or more love for each other?
     Viktor Frankl,  writer and survivor of a near apocalypse, the concentration camps of World War II, said it best in his book  Man's Search for Meaning:

“For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth - that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love.” 

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Rain and Paradise


                   

             Masaaki Kishibe "Rainy Window"

                          


 “After Paradise,” by Czeslaw Milosz
Don’t run anymore. Quiet. How softly it rains
On the roofs of the city. How perfect
All things are. Now, for the two of you
Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window.
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  Many people complain when there's rain. They forget that love is like a portico (covered porch) protecting us from the rain and snow.  The rain on the roof is just a soft reminder to pay attention. Czeslaw Milosz tells us to slow down and listen. If you have love in your life, then you have a precious gift.
 When you are deep in love,  you are transformed to a life without bitterness.  You create a new world, an earthly paradise. If you are "grateful and attentive" to this gift of love,  then after finding paradise,  it will remain beside you when you awake each morning. The poet Milosz reminds us that there is rain even in paradise, but it is soft and perfect.