When two elephants fight,
the grass suffers
When two elephants fight,
the grass suffers
I don’t know if picking up
the snail slowly crossing the road
and putting her/him down
in the grass on the other side
Maybe I confused the snail?
Posted in Thoughts, Words of music, tagged broken heart, esperanza, hope, Inspiration, kindness, Life, Love, memories, Music, philosophy, poetry, reflection, soul rebel, thoughts, Travel on May 19, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Some times things are not the way they seem
and yet we are sure they are.
As a young man, or not yet a man but a boy,
I sat on the railing of a very high bridge.
my feet dangling
my eyes looking down the gorge.
The place I lived in seemed to be the entire world
and at the moment it was not a happy one.
The war hadn’t even begun for years to come
yet inside me it was already there.
I thought about leaning forward and letting go.
Letting go of the thoughts that haunted me.
Letting go of my reality painfully pounding me.
letting go of life.
I don’t see why
I just did not take one step.
out of my reality
to see that there is more to things than they seem.
Or that even though they are
the way they seem,
one step away,
one small step away,
I did not let go,
I just sat there
staring at the black river
making its way forward.
with no money in my pocket
and a broken heart in my chest
to find goodness
in places and strangers I did not know.
I also found,
I wish I did not see,
will I stop
from reality to reality
For what would life have been worth
had I let go of the railing
not having felt
tiny moments of inner peace.
“If you are not living good,
I beg you, travel wide.
Said I am a living man
I’ve got work to do…”
Bob Marley – Soul Rebel
Mentally or physically, please step out of your reality and into another.
When you feel you can do nothing for yourself, do something for others.
Please do good.
You might find things weren’t the way they seemed.
Imagine if every person on Earth did at least one act of kindness today.
Imagine the kindness explosion and the positive ripple effect it would give!
Posted in Thoughts, tagged amor, compassion, Culture, empathy, esperanza, hope, Inspiration, kindness, Life, Love, memories, Mexico, reflection, Reflections, thoughts, Travel, Unconditional good on February 27, 2012 | 11 Comments »
In my life I have indeed met some truly good people.
I come to think of it today since
I might have left a truly good woman
giving unconditional love.
Sometimes I feel there is something wrong with the world,
but hen I remember:
If we see good we don’t think that all is good.
When we see one thing or person being bad,
we generalize and many think that all persons or situations similar must be equally bad.
So why should not the opposite also be true?
You see one thing good = more things are good!
If it is, the world is not half as bad as I thought.
There is at least as much good as there is bad.
In fact the people that do good (uncoditionally) are many times not seen,
but they are there, among us everywhere.
Many of them are not older than they can show with their fingers.
I am talking about unconditional good
without any expectation of getting anything back at all:
leaving nice and comforting notes in a book at the library for a mother to be,
so called guerrilla goodness.
Or letting a refugee live in your house until ready to move on.
Or the unselfish goodness that happens when you most need it:
Some 18 years ago (before mobile phones and digital cameras)
I left my home in a hurry. Brokenhearted I spent my last money and flew to the other side of the world.
In the south of Mexico I chopped and cleared jungle for roads to pass,
people gave me food that was left over when restaurants closed,
poor families sharing what little food they had on trains that traveled so slow it took days to get where you were going.
Those were unselfish acts as well as the five Mariachis escorting me from parts of Mexico City in which I would not have lasted long.
Or the veterinarian taking me into his home, treating my typhoid fever for weeks without asking for nothing in return.
But above all
the little Zapotec boy
with torn clothes,
not a half man tall,
that just before nightfall
high up in the Oaxaca mountains
spent all his money
to pay the bus
for a skinny bearded long-haired-giant
whom he had never met before
also giving me half his bread to eat
even though I did not understand a word of Chatino.
That is unconditional good
I have not forgotten you little hero
Posted in Love, The little positivity, Thoughts, tagged amor, Family, Friends, Inspiration, kindness, Life, Love, philosophy, poetry, reflection, Reflections, relationships, thoughts on October 11, 2011 | 17 Comments »
You can never lose love.
Or at least I have never lost it.
It resides within my heart and comes in various forms.
Sometimes it fills it to the brim and from time to time it lingers hidden in the core.
Never is my heart without it for always someone loves me or I someone,
even though at times it is hard at the moment of changing shapes.
9 years is the longest relationship- non-stop-love I have had.
When it changed its shape there was pain and grief,
but never was it lost!
Nine years of love is carried within me forever like the love from my grandfather was with me for 32 years until he died.
Is that love lost?
I think I am still carrying 32 years of continuous love with me until it is time for me to die.
So is it 32 years of love or now 36?
4 years have passed since his death and I still love him even if he is not here.
And who knows if the love my grandmother feels for me will ever be lost?
For its magnitude fills more than our hearts.
It spills over and floods into and joins all LOVE;
the positive energy that flows like an invisible wind over all man- and womankind.
Unseen by some but available to all who dare to love without expecting anything in return.
Love can´t be lost:
Helping an old lady lift up her shopping basket the other day took less than a few seconds.
Many little things can add to the positive energy on earth. Just a smile from someone on the street can brighten up my day and get my heart going. It is so easy.
In my town, Uppsala, we have a bus driver that really greets YOU when you step onto the bus. You feel recognized and seen. It is just bubbling kindness pouring out from his smile.
Almost every time the bus stops and someone gets off he uses the speaker system to wish them a fabulous day. That small but great act just happened to save a life one day. A troubled soul stepped onto his bus with the unfortunate but firm plan to end his life after reaching the end destination. Just being noticed and feeling the warmth of Amos Makajula as he stepped on the bus made him change his mind.
You might not be able to change the world, but maybe you can change one person´s world.
As a teacher you try to see the unseen child. There is at least one in every school. I know from experience as I was once a transparent pupil myself. Just hearing a gentle hello may be enough to come out of invisibility.
Maybe you could ask the person always sitting alone at lunch if it is OK to sit down at her/his table. Stop for a second and talk a little with a person living on the street or sit down with an old person and really listen to what they have to say. It may be nothing important to you but it might mean the world to them.
How much time does kindness take?
One small act may be enough to change someone´s reality. Keep it easy and wear a smile when you can.
It sure brightens up my day
Photo taken from http://lotidningen.se/2009/05/27/sveriges-trevligaste-busschauffor/
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How much love can one heart encompass?
Sometimes it just feels like there is too much love in my heart,
it spills over and flows through my body
until it pours out from my eyes.
I do truly love many of my freinds,
probably more than they know.
Real, pure honest love.
I do truly love my little brother more than he knows
and have done so from the day my mother and father brought him home in the basket that day when I was six years old.
I truly love my parents,
who even though working hard, supporting many families,
still had the time to pick me up from soccer practice,
play marbles with me in the hallway between the kitchen and the bedroom,
sowing dolls and making me feel loved in so many ways without saying it to me.
I do love my mother´s parents; my grandparents,
the times travelling in their car listening to the Jailbird Singers,
for not getting angry at me when throwing the biggest apple I have ever seen on my grandfather´s head
, and for the incredible patience shown by my grandmother in all aspects of life.
I feel pure and limitless love for my father´s parents; my grandparents,
for no one has loved me unconditionally as much as they have, even without saying so.
I do love so many family members, close and distant for accepting me as I am,
and I do truly love my best friend who´s name I will carry encarved in my heart
like a tree until the day it dies or is cut down.
More love is what the world needs, although my conclusion for today is that there is far more love in the world than hatred.
Just think of the love between persons in a relationship, the love for a pet, the love of the parents for their children or for other relatives, the love you have for your best friends, that secret love you have for someone but never lets them know and so on …
Imagine the love that you feel for your special someone, I think just that love alone is greater than all the hatred in the world, so imagine how much love there is when some 4-6 billion people have a similar love!
More people probably loves you than you know. I love lots of people, some of which I hardly know. Please remember that you are one of them, or loved by someone I or maybe even you don´t know.
The essence of love practiced: