Issues of the Mind and Heart...
Of Joys and Sorrows...(04/07/06)
Something I would like to share with a certain someone who took the trouble to leave me a comment on my blog today. It is my hope that you will see what you are experiencing now through these lenses...
Joy and Sorrow
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
-Kahlil Gibrahn-
Of love...(02/07/06)
When love beckons to you, follow him, though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in thier clinging to the earth. Like the sheaves of corn he agthers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you free from your husks. He grids you to whiteness. He kneads you till you are pliant; and then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for god's sacred feast. All these thigns shall love do unto you that you may know the secrests of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, the ti is better for you to cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, into the seansonless world where you shall laugh but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love. When you love you should not say, "god is in my heart," but rather, "i am in the heart of god." And think not you can direst the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings it's melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; and bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; to rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; to return home at eventide with gratitude; and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
-Kahlil Gibrahn-
Of memories... (02/07/06)
Today I finally completely moved out from my old house. As I was walked out the door for the last time, I turned back and looked at my place of dwelling for the past 3 years. In this home, so many memories were made. Love, hope and inspirations for the future were forged and built. Anger, resentment, pain were discovered here. It was a place where 2 people had shared and made it their home with no qualms. They loved madly and fought endlessly. These 2 people have ceased to exist as one, with each leading separate lives now.
However, in this home, which I close the door to today, will always remain close to my heart as a place of tenderness, peace and tranquillity, a place where an abundance of human emotions conquered all known logic and won, and where 2 people had loved, forged and planned a bright future together. Many hopes were born in this home. My faith in God was re-ignited here, a place where a girl transcended from her teenage years into adulthood to the woman she is today, where she went from being a student into a working adult, the place where I experienced my first Christmas Tree and the spirit of Christmas, the place where I completed my MBA successfully, where I would cook again after many years and feed the one I loved, where we used to dance to reggae music while drinking red wine early hours of the morning. It was a place where our bed was always warm and a person always available to hold you tight and snuggle up to when you fall sleep night and where there were glowing fluorescent stars above our bed which would sing us lullabies to sleep.
I started writing poetry again in this home, where I experienced deep emotions I though that were long dead inside of me, where I knew of "angels" where we survived during our tough times on a meagre wage with hardly enough money to eat, where I learned what is meant to 'have faith' and where a future lawyer and a consultant were born.The list goes on and on. It chokes me even now to think of all the good times and memories we experienced here. There were so many firsts for the both of us in this home of ours. Though no more, this home shall remain for many years in the minds and the hearts of these 2 people involved and the experiences and emotions felt there will serve as a reminder that it is possible that one heart can live in 2 bodies and surpass all else. A faithful reminder that love is an emotion so strong that mere words and actions will never be able to describe the depth of its gifts or the beauty of its radiance. A reminder that pain can be so deep that even the vast oceans could never contain it. But it also serves as a reminder and beacon that love and hope can shine bright even in our darkest hours when 2 souls have melted into one and anything was possible.
As I walked away from my old home, I look back with a heavy heart, with a small tear swelling in my eye, with a basketful of emotions, and with one thought on my mind, "I have tasted and experienced what bliss and undying love feels like”. I will let it find me once more. I will re-build a new home where these old memories will serve as a guiding force and foundation for all that will be in the future. This I will do. For me and for the one who loved me once, for she will always have my heart with her.
Matters of the heart...(30/6/06)
Is it true that one heart can live in 2 separate bodies? Strange as it may seem, I have come to experience it. As long as love shall exist in this world, as long as emotions and care exist, so shall this statement be true as a holy gift to the masses. It is a moment in time when few people are so lucky to exist to experience it. Although always never permanent, its flight takes off the minute you meet the person, just through the eyes. Where the heart and the mind is in harmony, for one brief moment, one moment in time, where 2 hearts melts and everything is right in this world. When every senses within the body is awaken to the calling of the reason for your birth. Is this not divine?
And it grows. It grows and matures till it reaches the deepest and darkest corners of the heart and yet still the mind tries to reason. Is this right? Is this true? Is this permanent? It tugs at your very being and directs your path in life from that time forth. It changes the way you view the world and of people and the reason for your very existence. Strange yet true and yet still sad. Why should there be an experience as such when it is only momentarily. Is is to allow the human being to feel bliss and to prove such bliss does exist? Or is it a cruel game that humans beings have to experience to reach a higher point of enlightenment? This I have felt and I still feel now. Though alone now, this heart still lives in 2 bodies as it always will.
Of Minds and Hearts...(24/6/06)
where'd you go'? Heard the new song from Fort Minor and it got me all thinking on how absolutely true it is. As the male singer sings of a love who he has given up hope on, yet in the background, the background singers sing 'I miss you so'. As my title says, the being is in a state of constant flux because the mind cannot decide what the heart yearns for. For the heart controls the emotional factors of the mind whereas the mind controls the logical factors of the being. The mind says no yet the mouth says yes due to the longings of the heart.
Al Pacino says this very well in the movie, 'The Devil's Advocate', the irony of things is when you can see but cannot touch, touch but cannot feel, feel but cannot taste, taste but cannot swallow'. Maybe its just the basics of being humans where logic reasoning has come to play an important role in the society that is constantly evolving and yet we want to be guided by the heart to make fulfilling and meaningful decisions in our everyday lives. Decisions which we can look back one day and congraculate ourselves by saying 'I pursued that full-heartedly eventhough it was not a logical at that time. Confusing, complex or do we ourselves make things complicated?
Strange things...(24/6/06)
Strange things happen to the most unlikely people. I met up with 2 close buddies this morning and they got mugged last night by a group of transvestites. 2 males get mugged by a group of half-males. How much weirder can things get? My advice to them: Never go a wandering in places where males (half-males to be exact) walk around in dresses and call the place their home if you are not street-smart enough to do so. The mind says not to go and yet the heart says go. In this battle, the heart won and these guys ended up losing quite a large sum of cash they were carrying.
Something I would like to share with a certain someone who took the trouble to leave me a comment on my blog today. It is my hope that you will see what you are experiencing now through these lenses...
Joy and Sorrow
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
-Kahlil Gibrahn-
Of love...(02/07/06)
When love beckons to you, follow him, though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in thier clinging to the earth. Like the sheaves of corn he agthers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you free from your husks. He grids you to whiteness. He kneads you till you are pliant; and then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for god's sacred feast. All these thigns shall love do unto you that you may know the secrests of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, the ti is better for you to cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, into the seansonless world where you shall laugh but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love. When you love you should not say, "god is in my heart," but rather, "i am in the heart of god." And think not you can direst the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings it's melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; and bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; to rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; to return home at eventide with gratitude; and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
-Kahlil Gibrahn-
Of memories... (02/07/06)
Today I finally completely moved out from my old house. As I was walked out the door for the last time, I turned back and looked at my place of dwelling for the past 3 years. In this home, so many memories were made. Love, hope and inspirations for the future were forged and built. Anger, resentment, pain were discovered here. It was a place where 2 people had shared and made it their home with no qualms. They loved madly and fought endlessly. These 2 people have ceased to exist as one, with each leading separate lives now.
However, in this home, which I close the door to today, will always remain close to my heart as a place of tenderness, peace and tranquillity, a place where an abundance of human emotions conquered all known logic and won, and where 2 people had loved, forged and planned a bright future together. Many hopes were born in this home. My faith in God was re-ignited here, a place where a girl transcended from her teenage years into adulthood to the woman she is today, where she went from being a student into a working adult, the place where I experienced my first Christmas Tree and the spirit of Christmas, the place where I completed my MBA successfully, where I would cook again after many years and feed the one I loved, where we used to dance to reggae music while drinking red wine early hours of the morning. It was a place where our bed was always warm and a person always available to hold you tight and snuggle up to when you fall sleep night and where there were glowing fluorescent stars above our bed which would sing us lullabies to sleep.
I started writing poetry again in this home, where I experienced deep emotions I though that were long dead inside of me, where I knew of "angels" where we survived during our tough times on a meagre wage with hardly enough money to eat, where I learned what is meant to 'have faith' and where a future lawyer and a consultant were born.The list goes on and on. It chokes me even now to think of all the good times and memories we experienced here. There were so many firsts for the both of us in this home of ours. Though no more, this home shall remain for many years in the minds and the hearts of these 2 people involved and the experiences and emotions felt there will serve as a reminder that it is possible that one heart can live in 2 bodies and surpass all else. A faithful reminder that love is an emotion so strong that mere words and actions will never be able to describe the depth of its gifts or the beauty of its radiance. A reminder that pain can be so deep that even the vast oceans could never contain it. But it also serves as a reminder and beacon that love and hope can shine bright even in our darkest hours when 2 souls have melted into one and anything was possible.
As I walked away from my old home, I look back with a heavy heart, with a small tear swelling in my eye, with a basketful of emotions, and with one thought on my mind, "I have tasted and experienced what bliss and undying love feels like”. I will let it find me once more. I will re-build a new home where these old memories will serve as a guiding force and foundation for all that will be in the future. This I will do. For me and for the one who loved me once, for she will always have my heart with her.
Matters of the heart...(30/6/06)
Is it true that one heart can live in 2 separate bodies? Strange as it may seem, I have come to experience it. As long as love shall exist in this world, as long as emotions and care exist, so shall this statement be true as a holy gift to the masses. It is a moment in time when few people are so lucky to exist to experience it. Although always never permanent, its flight takes off the minute you meet the person, just through the eyes. Where the heart and the mind is in harmony, for one brief moment, one moment in time, where 2 hearts melts and everything is right in this world. When every senses within the body is awaken to the calling of the reason for your birth. Is this not divine?
And it grows. It grows and matures till it reaches the deepest and darkest corners of the heart and yet still the mind tries to reason. Is this right? Is this true? Is this permanent? It tugs at your very being and directs your path in life from that time forth. It changes the way you view the world and of people and the reason for your very existence. Strange yet true and yet still sad. Why should there be an experience as such when it is only momentarily. Is is to allow the human being to feel bliss and to prove such bliss does exist? Or is it a cruel game that humans beings have to experience to reach a higher point of enlightenment? This I have felt and I still feel now. Though alone now, this heart still lives in 2 bodies as it always will.
Of Minds and Hearts...(24/6/06)
where'd you go'? Heard the new song from Fort Minor and it got me all thinking on how absolutely true it is. As the male singer sings of a love who he has given up hope on, yet in the background, the background singers sing 'I miss you so'. As my title says, the being is in a state of constant flux because the mind cannot decide what the heart yearns for. For the heart controls the emotional factors of the mind whereas the mind controls the logical factors of the being. The mind says no yet the mouth says yes due to the longings of the heart.
Al Pacino says this very well in the movie, 'The Devil's Advocate', the irony of things is when you can see but cannot touch, touch but cannot feel, feel but cannot taste, taste but cannot swallow'. Maybe its just the basics of being humans where logic reasoning has come to play an important role in the society that is constantly evolving and yet we want to be guided by the heart to make fulfilling and meaningful decisions in our everyday lives. Decisions which we can look back one day and congraculate ourselves by saying 'I pursued that full-heartedly eventhough it was not a logical at that time. Confusing, complex or do we ourselves make things complicated?
Strange things...(24/6/06)
Strange things happen to the most unlikely people. I met up with 2 close buddies this morning and they got mugged last night by a group of transvestites. 2 males get mugged by a group of half-males. How much weirder can things get? My advice to them: Never go a wandering in places where males (half-males to be exact) walk around in dresses and call the place their home if you are not street-smart enough to do so. The mind says not to go and yet the heart says go. In this battle, the heart won and these guys ended up losing quite a large sum of cash they were carrying.
posted by TheMindInTheHeart at Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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