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Kahlil Gibran On Teaching

teacher who is wise leads you to your threshold Gibran

Then said a teacher, ‘Speak to us of Teaching.’
And he said:
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.
The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.
If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
The astronomer may speak to you of his understanding of space, but he cannot give you his understanding.
The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.
And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither.
For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.
And even as each one of you stands alone in God’s knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.

 

Khalil Gibran self portrait c.1911Lebanese artist, writer and poet Kahlil Gibran‘s novel from 1923 “The Prophet” has been translated to over forty languages, has sold over 100 million copies, and has never been out of print. Click here to view it on Amazon. According to Wikipedia, Kahlil Gibran is the third best-selling poet of all time, only behind William Shakespeare and Lao-Tzu. [This paragraph to this point was previously shared in my post On Children]

On the right is a self-portrait he painted in 1911. Click image to visit source on Wikipedia.

My own copy of ‘The Prophet’ was given to me as a cherished gift from my brother-in-law nearly thirty years ago. It has since been read repeatedly and is wonderfully worn. I recommend it for every library so that all may read and enjoy its poetic wisdom. Namaste. Gina

[I cannot recall where I found this bright poster-image and give loving thanks to the maker of it. I will immediately add the source if/when I locate it. As always, I welcome any info in my comments.]

Tears of Gratitude

good people bring out goodThe community of writers and artists that compose the loving online family I am grateful to be surrounded by here continues to make me feel blessed.

Today I have felt my heart melt and grow at the same time, and all of it is healing and wonderful. Amongst other delightful forays catching up with my WP community, I read a few significant posts that touched me so deeply I shed tears, for various reasons.

First stop in my heart-touching travels was DhammaFootsteps writing with such tenderness and skill on the topic of the passing of his friend, a Buddhist Chaplain. His writing talent and the depth of his lovingkindness continue to humble me and fill me with gratitude that I can read about his observations. My tears began flowing as I read of her clock radio going off and filling the area with classical music. Maya Angelou’s passing and my grief process has been a part of my recent absence from blogging, and Tiramit’s eloquence felt as soothing to my aching heart as refreshingly cool water on an intensely hot day. I needed to read this and plan several rereads of this powerful piece.
http://dhammafootsteps.wordpress.com/2014/07/25/arrivals-departures/

circle of friends colourfulNext was Ivon reminding me of how young I was when I began my spiritual journey. At the time I thought I was just tracking the travels of snails and lovingly climbing (and communicating with) old trees. Before I was 10 years old I began feeling the power of God’s love for all of us… for me. I saw it in the beauty of nature and was able to understand, in my youthful openness, that it is His love for us that allows us to see beauty in the changing of the seasons or the brilliant colours on an insect’s wings, the melodious thrill of hearing a bird’s song and the glory of the full moon as it illuminates the night. So much beauty, everywhere we look, and this post reminded me of how deep my love for nature is, and therefore God, and how early it began for me. This is a part of my comment on his post: “Yes when we were little, following the antics of beetles and marveling at clouds, we were wise. This post helps me to remember that wisdom.”
http://ivonprefontaine.com/2014/07/26/when-i-am-wise/

choose people wiselyDreamPrayAct was next, where I go to read wisdom shared from Reverend Mark. He posted an important sermon, again moving me to tears. His writing always touches my heart and this time especially I could easily imagine myself sitting in the pews of his congregation, feeling his love. This is part of what I wrote in my comment on his post: “Thank you for filling me with hope and speaking in such positive terms as “You will continue to be a witness to the love of Christ through your ministry presence in this community. You will continue to give spiritual nurture to children and people of all ages.” I adore the phrase ‘ministry presence’ and I deeply appreciate the positive form of your statements throughout this incredible sermon.”
http://dreamprayact.com/2014/06/21/what-grows-in-gods-garden/

friends sisters byheartAnd finally such kindness I discovered from a friend who offered me a tremendous gift: the dedication of her post today. And even beyond that great honor, was the image and poem itself that speaks to me deeply. Sweet Amy at Petals Unfolding (herladypinkrose) offered me the gift of friendship and love in her generous heart with the image of a rose reminding me of the unfolding of blossoms that only happen in their perfect time. This gift, her powerful poem with her incredible photograph of a new precious rosebud slowly opening, is one of the most beautiful gifts I’ve ever been given. Her popular blog sharing a shout-out to me, knowing I am blooming in my own way, doing the best that I can which appears to include some troubles with writing all that I want to share about. Sweet soul-sister Amy, your loving shout-out has been gratefully received, welcomed and embraced as the loving hug it is, and please accept in return my loving celebration of the gift that bloggers such as yourself offer from your endlessly generous hearts. You mean so much and your gift has brought me great love and comfort today, and for always. Thank you kindly.
http://herladypinkrose.wordpress.com/2014/07/29/perfect-time/

keep people in your life whoAlong with Tiramit, Ivon, Mark and Amy, there are so many of you who deeply touch my heart as I enjoy reading your kind heartfelt words on the screen. I hope you know who you are (and I do intend to make a Blogroll/Links page to share all your blog’s links) but here’s my shout-out in no order to some who quickly come to mind: Jamie, Joe, Cher, Cathy, Jonathan, Lorrie, Trini-Line, Wendell, Jeanne, Kenneth, Sue, Ihsan, Lillian, Paul, Val, Sriram, Diana, Jack, Eliza, Antonio, Kendra, Sheri, Russ, Ute, Sloan. And so many more who, along with these friends mentioned, I’ll share links to your sites shortly. Stay tuned and watch for the ProfessionsForPeace Links Page coming soon!

Bless your hearts, all you wonderful writers, for the generous lovingkindness you share. You are deeply appreciated and your kindness reaches further than you may know. And I am so proud and honored to be a part of this loving online family. With loving friendship and respect, Gina

[with gratitude to the creators of these unsourced images]

Out and About

above all be true to yourself - art by Kelly CummingsMy updated ABOUT page has me excitedly celebrating all the reasons why I blog! I consider myself to be an ‘Inspirational Blogger‘ with an ongoing intention to help uplift and inspire others.

Also through this process of blossoming with bliss I have discovered a book within me eagerly writing itself out. It is by focusing on and meditating with the question What do I love that I am relishing these new discoveries of my greatest passions.

Living joyfully is no accident. I did not just wake up out of a painful life one day, suddenly brimming with smiles and happiness. It is a habit to be developed like a spiritual muscle, and I am proud to ‘work out’ daily. And as with all things in life, it gets easier with practice.

I began this blog in April 2012 and wrote my first About page. Last month I posted about Martin Luther King Jr. on both my blogs, and I then decided to really pray for clarity about why I want to blog and why I have two locations. My hero MLK had clarity. He definitely knew who he was and what his purpose was. His life was my inspiration as I sought clarity for myself. I went within and asked Why do I blog? What do I want to say? What do I hope to accomplish? But when answers didn’t come I simply asked, What do I love?

find out who you are - calligraphy by Kelly CummingsClarity about our purpose, like happiness, doesn’t just happen out of the blue. We must seek after it, lay the groundwork, and open our hearts for its arrival. Just as thoughts of gratitude and sharing kindness helps foster happiness, so too does regular prayer practice and meditation to quietly listen help foster our inner clarity.

This is worthy work and it’s worth every minute we devote to it. I encourage us all to work this spiritual muscle. Let us go within to find out who we are, what we love, and how we may be of service. What you discover on this adventure of introspection will help you to heal, blossom, and shine with happiness. Go for it! You’re worth it. And the world needs your light.
Copyright © 2014 Gina ~ Professions for PEACE

My Singing Heart

find what brings joyWhat may appear to be a simple question can often be the most difficult to answer.

Who am I?

What do I love?

How may I serve?

These are questions I’ve been mulling over, contemplating, and growing with lately. As I examine what I most love, those things that add joy and make my heart sing, the other answers rise to the surface. In moving towards what makes my heart shine with happiness, I am uncovering who I really am and how I may be of service.

do what you canClarity regarding why I blog, what I want to post about, and why I have two blogs has shone through me at last, and I am feeling renewed. Summarizing my two blogs in one sentence, Professions for PEACE is like my ministry and P.E.A.C.E. is my daily life.

Professions for PEACE is where I share my highest and most enlightened observations. I am using the definition of the word professions as in declarations, testimonies or assertions. These professions are like my Sunday sermons, so to speak, no matter what day of the week they arrive. They are my celebrations of all that inspires me. Joyful declarations of people living together in harmonious acceptance, celebrating our differences while acknowledging our sameness. It’s a faith-based place where I share what sparks my spirit, lifts my heart, and speaks to me of God. Between my longer writings you’ll find posts with inspirational quotes, posters and poetry. May each discovery of these offerings add brightness to your day.

People Excited About Co~Existence is where I post about the rest of the week as I seek the miraculous in the mundane. While the name of this site is long I hope you’ll find each visit worth it: peopleexcitedaboutcoexistence.com without spaces, caps or dashes. Co-existence begins within, in the home and in the heart. Whether we live alone or with a multi-generational family, the essence of peacefully co-existing begins inside our own hearts. I bring peace with me on all my tasks and travels, and here’s where I share how I do it. You’ll find posts on easy organizing, simple recipes, gardening tips, green shopping, walking to the store, living with pets, and other familial topics. In the minutiae of daily life I discover the shining gem of inner peace. If I can do it, any one can do it. Let’s celebrate the creation of a calmer, sweeter existence. We help bring peace into the world through happy lives and peaceful hearts.

no one injured bright side of life 400This is what makes my heart sing: celebrating what’s working. Pointing out the positive is one of the things that sets my heart to singing.

Moments that make us feel happy deserve to be noticed. I believe we need to pause, observe, and feel grateful for whatever is happening right in the moment when our hearts feel bright.
Whether it’s making kids laugh or dogs’ tails wag. Serving up an incredible meal, laughing with friends, fixing a vehicle, being in our gardens, or writing an inspiring post.

Whatever makes our hearts happy and harms no one, let’s do more of that. That’s what I share about. I blog about things that make my heart sing. May you burst into song along with me.

Copyright © 2014 Gina ~ Professions for PEACE

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Spring Fever

spring-desktop-wallpaper

SPRING FEVER: For many, those two words conjure up the feeling of falling in love but I see these two words as a reignited passion for life! I feel the urge for longer walks, and more moments bird-watching to witness the returning or ‘passing through’ winged residents. I find myself cleaning out disorganized closets and emptying sheds. Leftover Easter ham is being cherished down to every last morsel into pasta casseroles and various soups. Curtains and blinds are fully opened and windows have been cleaned of their winter dust.

I am feeling fresh and sprite too as I’m drawn to wearing my brightest colours. My usual choices of blues, greens or browns have been replaced by tops and scarves in purple, pink, yellow and orange. Buying cut-flowers at the store feels like more of a necessity than an extravagance as my spirit longs for growing things. As if to oblige all three of my indoor Christmas Cactus are quickly becoming covered with their spectacular orchid-like blooms, and an African Violet in the front window has more purple than green as it keeps sending up more and more blooms.

Just this past weekend my heart soared with the temperatures when my hubby was able to at last remove the last of the ice-hardened snowpack heaped on a corner of our concrete patio that I’ve been looking at out the kitchen window since October! Five months of only being able to imagine exactly where the edge of the patio meets the garden area. Five months of being reminded of the long snowy winters and short, fast summers where I live. Well, that short fast summer is approaching at break-neck speed and I’m filled with energy to ‘hit the ground running’.

Colorful_spring_gardenGarden Floor Plans have been drawn and lists compiled. There are certain perennials that need to be moved, primarily away from the hot sun at the front of the yard facing south, and into the cooler, more shaded area at the back of the yard. Now mind you, the ground is still frozen and only the very toughest plants are starting to show hints of green, so pre-planning is all I can do. Well that and neatening the garden: pulling off the covering mulch and cutting back last year’s dead plant matter. The lovely ladybugs scramble as they are shaken awake. I say Hello and carefully work around them as they hurry away. I send them love and hope they won’t go too far.

When it’s time to take a break and come indoors, the delicious aroma of Lentil-Pea-Ham soup greets me from the crockpot. Yesterday’s hearty Ham & Corn Chowder is nearly already devoured by the family. Hopefully today’s soup will be as well received.

I wanted to share a glimpse into my bustling ‘spring fever’ days here in early April, when the mild winds are pushing small white clouds across a bright blue sky. The temperatures are warming through the day and even staying above freezing at night (barely but 2 Celsius is good for me!). So I say Thank You God for another spring day, and thank you to all of you cherished readers for encouraging me to pause a moment and share about my day. May your day be filled with energizing spring breezes and a deep sense of gratitude that wells up and fills your heart to overflowing. Life is Good! Namaste.

I wish these photos were from my garden! These are wallpaper images off Google.

April Whimsy, and learning from others

“Remind yourself what it’s like to have fun on All Fool’s Day. Surprise your loved ones and co-workers with whimsy ~ not practical jokes that embarrass. Instead, devise comical, absurd, and amazing surprises.
At home, turn everything topsy-turvy: serve bagel, pita, or English muffin pizzas for breakfast. And pancakes or waffles for supper.
After school tell them you’ve got to take them to a doctor or dentist appointment and then head for the ice cream parlor.”
~ Sarah Ban Breathnach ‘Simple Abundance’

Perhaps it’s because April is so full of dazzling sunlight. Perhaps it’s because the earth seems greener. Perhaps it’s because resurrection is this month’s signature. Is this why our spirits start to soar? Now the season of darkness diminishes as the season of Light increases in strength. In the garden, primroses, pansies, violets, tulips, and lilacs burst with color. Each flower, plant, and bough bears profound witness to the power of authenticity. This month we continue to grow gracefully, creatively, and joyously into our authentic selves, awakening to our own beauty.
~ Sarah Ban Breathnach ‘Simple Abundance’

Painting of Red Robin by Elizabeth Blaylock

Painting of Red Robin by Elizabeth Blaylock

Thank you to the beautifully wise and creative writer Sarah Ban Breathnach. Her writings shared in celebration of April help bring me to the computer with encouragement to copy them out here.

Copying. Plagiarizing. These are generally unpleasant and emotion-filled words.

However I am reminded of an important childhood memory, at the tender age of seven, when I spent two weeks camping in a trailer with my mom and creating some of the best memories her and I made together. I enjoyed swimming daily at the campground’s outdoor pool. One day, upon waking earlier than usual, I felt inspired to go hold my nose and jump in again… splashing around like a frog and pretending I was a dolphin. Away I ran barefoot through the early morning sunlight, clad in my little girl’s one-piece with towel in hand. It was exciting to be there earlier than usual… it was so quiet! The doors were unlocked and I walked through the showers to the pool area.

There were people at the other end that I paid no mind to as I dropped my towel, held my nose and bombed into the deep end of the pool to joyfully splash and scramble with terrifying excitement to clutch the side of the pool. I swam around a bit before noticing that I was being called over. The grown-up of the group at the other end of the pool was asking if I was part of the lesson? No? I had no idea what he was talking about? At last I understood what he was saying: Terribly sorry but the pool is closed and you’ll have to leave.

I remember feeling embarrassed and chagrined, but also curious. What were they learning? What else was there to know about swimming other than jumping in and dashing to the side to bravely survive not-drowning? I clutched my towel around me and walked around to the outside of the chain-link fence. I watched. I listened to what the instructor was telling everyone. And it made sense. No one had ever told me that before. I stood there, getting a lesson without ever signing up, by watching and soaking it up. I became a much stronger swimmer that day. Less clumsy frog-like movements and smoother dolphin-like movements. I began to understand the concept of holding my breath better, and practiced all I’d seen when the pool opened at 9am.

I feel a similar rush of surreptitiously spied and copied excitement this morning. Lately I’ve ‘fallen off the horse’ of writing regularly. Feeling inspired to copy out and share Ms. Breathnach’s writings is like a gentle ‘leg up’. I feel encouraged by copying out what she wisely wrote years ago, wisdom that has inspired me for years and does again this morning. It feels the same way that memorizing classic poetry twenty years ago did for my own writing: it tremendously inspired me and soon found me writing my own poems.

It feels like newness. And growth. And spring!

Copying others isn’t always a bad thing. Copying others and saying it was our own idea is terribly uncool and creates bad karma. But copying others and sharing who it’s from and being thankful for the inspiration is completely different. We all feel honored when we can inspire another. Imitation is the finest form of flattery, specifically when acknowledged and honored.

Thanks Sarah… for helping me to get back up on that horse!

Horse Painting by Alison Zapata

Horse Painting by Alison Zapata

References:
Author Sarah Ban Breathnach’s SIMPLE ABUNDANCE: A DAYBOOK OF COMFORT AND JOY
Elizabeth Blaylock – Oil Painting of Red Robin
Alison Zapata – Horse painting

“Love Poems You Wish You Had Written”

rose petal heartThis post title was introduced to me by a blogger I tremendously enjoy following: The Dad Poet. He is a talented poet as well as a poetry aficionado. If you enjoy poetry even a bit, I am certain you’ll enjoy visiting his blog. I have learned so much more about poetry from him! He also includes videos of himself doing readings as well as other poets doing recitals, both on his blog and on YouTube.

Thank you David for the inspiration for me to share this delightful poem today! My answer to the presented question of a love poem I wish I had written is easy: Arthur L. Gillom’s “I Want You”.

This rhyming poem with its strong visuals was rather effortless for me to memorize decades ago for a wedding I’d been invited to recite at. The presentation of this poem went wonderfully, and it was a special way to lead into the reception that followed the ceremony. It is a piece of poetry I deeply cherish and I hope you enjoy. Please note that I was single when I memorized this. I allowed the powerful love these words portray to permeate my being and raise my spirits, helping me know my true mate would arrive in the right time. And it came true! If you are single and wish not to be, never give up. If you have found your love, always cherish and value your relationship. We have the power to help create our own destiny. May yours be beautiful and loving. Namaste.

Arthur L. Gillom I WANT YOU

Additional Reading:

http://dadpoet.wordpress.com/2013/02/12/love-poems-you-wish-you-had-written-4-with-walt-whitman/
http://nowrigglingoutofwriting.wordpress.com/2013/02/05/love-poems-you-wish-you-had-written-2-elizabeth-barrett-browning/
http://professionsforpeace.com/2012/06/18/on-memorizing-poetry/