My perspective begins poetically with me alone. It extends out to the mood of my music, blogs, then to my albums, the paintings, visual arts and ultimately to the living spaces of nature. I am utterly and unashamedly ecumenical in my fascination with classical music, tango, the Rhythm of dances and with the human form and the imaginative capacity for loving its creators, its timeless artists…
I am not a face.... just a feel, a voice. My life does not reach your ears; my life is silent for you, and all the subtleties of its melody, all tender resolutions about dashing hopes and difficulties or coming along or marching on, remain hidden from you. True, I do not treat life's broad highway with inflexible music, but that does not give good people any right to say my way of life lacks music. Let those who have ears listen!
"I know only how to reflect: I am a mirror . . . Logic does not exist for me. I float on the waves of art and life and never really know how to distinguish what belongs to the one or the other or what is common to both. Life unfolds for me like a theatre presenting a sequence of somewhat unreal sentiments; while the things of art are real to me and go straight to my heart."— S. RICHTER
“Music is the mediator between intellectual and sensuous life ... the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend."
The Czechs revere the memory of Smetana, the man who created a place in the opera house and concert hall for music that expressed the character of their people, describe their countryside and preserved their songs and dances.
Antonín Leopold Dvořák was a Czech composer of Romantic music, who employed the idioms of the folk music of Moravia and his native Bohemia. His works include operas, symphonic, choral and chamber music. His best-known works include his New World... more
Death can inspire life. Especially in New Orleans, on the corner of Marigny and Burgundy, where the Before I Die project has used the specter of urban decay and death to create art and inspire. Using a boarded up house as a canvas, artist Candy... more
"Joy is the most beautiful thing may exist, because without it we would not be happy."
Wishing you a weekend with much happiness my charming Betterhanbare to fully enjoy the beauty that gives us life. With my love and affection. José Bernardo
Good morning my lovely friend Betterhanbare, thank you for your beautiful greetings and I wish you a week with great success in your personal life. With much affection and fondness. Jose Bernardo
“We have learned to fly like birds, swim like fish, but we have not learned the simple art of living as brothers”.
My charming Betterthanbare, With this beautiful thought of Martin Luther King that lead to a profound reflection of the human condition, I invite you to worry about all the people around you give them the warmth they need. I wish you a splendid weekend with your loved ones and celebrate the day mother as it deserves, for his love, sacrifice and dedication to us. With love. José Bernardo
In my book, Mother's Day weekend starts today at 6PM, but I'll get an early start with a BIG LOVE wish to every mother I know for a very special and Happy Mother's Day. God bless you Cora!
I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold I don't want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul You're the one I wanna chase You're the one I wanna hold I won't let another minute go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul I know that you are something special To you, I'd be always faithful I want to be What you always needed Then I'll hope you see the heart in me
"If we think of the Crucifixion only in historical terms we lose the reference of the symbol immediately to ourselves. Jesus left his mortal body on the cross, the sign of the earth, to go to the Father with whom he was one. We, similarly, are to identify with the eternal life that is within us. The symbol at the same time tells us of God's willing acceptance of the cross - that is to say, of participation in the trials and sorrows of human life in the world. So that He is here within us - not by way of a fall or a mistake, but with rapture and joy. Thus the cross has a dual sense - one, our going to the divine, and the other, of the divine coming to us. It is a true cross-ing.
"What has always been basic to resurrection, or Easter, is crucifixion. If you want to resurrect, you must have crucifixion. Too many interpretations of the Crucifixion have failed to emphasize that. They emphasize the calamity of the event. And if you emphasize calamity, then you look for someone to blame. That is why people have blamed the Jews for it. But it is not a calamity if it leads to new life. Through the Crucifixion we are unshelled, we are able to be born to resurrection. That is not a calamity. We must look freshly at this so that its symbolism can be sensed.
"St. Augustine speaks of going to the Cross as a bridegroom to his bride. There is an affirmation here. In the Prado is a great painting by Titian of Simon of Cyrene as he willingly helps jesus with the cross. The picture captures the human participation, the free, voluntary participation we all must have in the Easter-Passover mystery." - Joseph Campbell, Thou Art That, p.112 - 113
Hello my dear friend, I hope you have enjoyed your Monday and the week ahead is just beautiful for you. Sending you *love&light* with ~blessings... ~hugs~brenda :)
Fairies are invisible and inaudible like angels, But their magic sparkles in nature. ~Lynn Holland
-Sok boldogságot, jó egészséget kívánok minden nő ismerősömnek! -Happiness and good health to my friend I wish all women! -Felicidade e boa saúde para o meu amigo eu desejo todas as mulheres! -Glück und Gesundheit zu meinem Freund Ich wünsche allen Frauen!
"Poetry is knowledge, salvation, power, abadonment. An operation capable of changing the world, poetic activity is revolutionary by nature; a spiritual exercise; it is a means of interior liberation. Poetry reveals this world, it creates another." - Octavio Paz
It's wonderful to see you active again. You have posted so many gems it would be impossible for me to give each the time they deserve, so I will catch-up (as it is my pleasure) slowly but surely over time.
… and she whispered to the soul that was behind her eyes, Give it light; and to the soul that was listening behind her ears, Give it hearing: and to the soul whose silence was beneath her silence, Give it speech…