Do you remember those eyes?
I do … I always will …
His eyes smiled at you
with their little twinkle,
the tiny movement where they seemed
to close in on you,
like you were
the most important person in the world,
at least at that moment to him
and you couldn’t help but feel that
you had his full attention and respect.
His eyes read people so well …
those laser beams made you feel so good,
high spirited and full of optimism.
His eyes touched you with his total approval,
giving a tremendous sense
that he was professing…
Two of the most fundamental and existential states in life are measured by each stroke forward in our life clock’s hands.
The corroboratory tick of the larger and faster one is that of the sound of change, and the smaller and slower one, validating clicks are those of the sound of evolution.
If the minutes tick, then the hours will inevitably click as well.
Change engenders evolution, not the other way around.
If change is the transition from one condition to another, then evolution is a series of guided changes of advancement.
Change is doors opening, Evolution takes and keeps…
It is commonly said that
love is never having to say you’re sorry,
and never having to apologize.
It has been said, therefore,
that in this regard, love is perfect
and as it belongs to a twosome,
it is twice perfect.
But the risk of love
without forgiveness or repentance,
is that it could turn rigid and selfish.
It’s the kind of love,
is replaced by
obfuscation and solitary reprimands.
It’s the kind of love,
is replaced by wounded self-esteem,
and offended egos and pride.
To the contrary,
love is to know how to forgive
Resilience lies at the core,
at the very essence of the human spirit.
It is a vital and virtuous existential condition,
comprised of sheer character strength
and awesome, utter willfulness.
Resilience is the untamable drive,
and unstoppable hunger,
required to live with the intensity,
passion and endurance,
needed to succeed at any endeavor.
The resilient person,
does not give in to exhaustion,
does not dwell on the past,
adapts in an instant,
perennially studies, learns
and ignores rejection.
Sometimes life presents us
with seemingly impossible tasks
and insurmountable challenges,
that we don’t really know where to begin,
much less if we can respond or live up to them,
or even if we will be able
to hold on to the very end.
Sometimes life presents us
with seemingly huge sacrifices,
that more often than not,
come dressed in tragedy and pain.
Those moments test our entire self
and every task expected of us,
is tough, trying, unsavory, even filthy,
to execute and endure.
These calls of duty
present themselves to us
as very difficult sacrifices,
Those that regret in never-ending fashion,
And those that drown in their sorrows
lack clarity in life.
Craving for an alternative reality
of “what ifs” or could or should have been
is a fruitless search,
for a time machine,
an alternative reality or dimension
that simply do not exist.
Lamenting past events, difficulties, even tragedies
on endless loops of pain,
leaves us stuck, and infinitely gasping for air.
Regrets and sorrows are fueled and driven
by deeply ingrained insecurities, fear, and guilt;
With all of them working as magnifying glasses
distorting and exaggerating true pain…
Life is a tightly wound chain of occurrences,
a maddening scramble,
we cannot govern nor control.
Out future is being formed
It is an infinite,
never ending, dynamic
& totally random string
of connected events.
All of these intersecting circumstances,
elate, influence, interact and intertwine.
Each and every event in life
is a wonderful and complex random accident
encompassing the finite, the urgency
and the uncertainty of our future.
We are engaged in this ongoing miracle,
every moment of our existence.
In the end destiny it’s nothing
but a complex,
Life is nature’s complicated interaction
What a tough job to have to navigate
through the darkest corners
of the minds of others,
rather than your own.
Those paths where the ground is shaky,
where the foundation have cracks,
where the earth moves,
where some of the tracks of life
are blurry, without enough light,
and there is no sense of wellbeing or happiness.
But perhaps there is no tougher job
than that of dealing with minds
that not only lack meaning and purpose in life,
but are also potentially or inherently
wicked, devious, reckless, delusional
or simply love themselves so much
that there is no…
In the realm of Violins, Violas, and Cellos,
there was once an art-crafter extraordinaire
to whom there was no equal in the whole wide world.
His name was Leo Schoeffer.
He was born in a small town called Mittenwald
in the region of Bavaria, Southern Germany.
His tinkering skills went way beyond
crafting, repairing, restoring, fine-tuning even stringing
any of those precious instruments.
His incomparable abilities
were not only in the quality of his work
neither on his level of craftsmanship
when working the wood
-which were both better to none-
what distinguished him
as the best Luthier…