Sunday, December 1, 2024

Gifts


 


ad- vent : Origin-  latin "ad (to) - venire (come) "

                / waiting 


epiph-a-ny:  a sudden manifestation ; intuitive grasp of reality through something like an event that is usually simple and striking



A Charlie Brown Christmas

Charlie Brown asked Lucy why she was so happy.

Lucy explained how it was Christmas and

Continued further that this was the time of year

to "spread joy, caring, compassion, giving, peace and love."

Charlie Brown wondered to Lucy,

"Why do we do these things at Christmastime

and why can't we do these things and be that way

all year round?" Lucy yelled at Charlie Brown,

"What are you some type of religious fanatic?"


The Wriring

Gifts

Remember when everyday was filled with

Courier and Ives images of fresh fallen snow

purifying the once pastoral now grayed landscape?

Red cheeked frozen runny nosed sleigh riding children
 
singing and laughing echoing through white coated 

slippery rolling hill lane through the Jersey hills.

The winds would blow so cold,
 
mystical transporting, invigorating , inspiring

and encouraging every quark giving life from 

that one true pure light.


Anniversary celebrations oftentimes occur 

when least expected .

Anticipated birthdays are no exception.

Living on the snow-line on Kittatinny Mountain 

abundant larger than usual snow flakes fell

fast and furious encompassing the drifter

and his lovely country home

three days before Christmas Day.


It was the third anniversary 

of a daughter's arrival , 

the third day before the great Noel.

The phone rings , caller ID would be a dream 

yet to be realized for sometime in the unknown future.

A crackling distant unrecognizable voice 

traversed though the lines

proclaiming that results of medical tests

completed concerning the drifter's wife's

current condition , a new pregnancy.

A deep breath, tears meandered 

down his cheeks to his constant fretful parched lips.

The drifter's trembling voice cracked
  
petitioning  the doctor on 

the other end to repeat,  the father unclear if he 

heard  the doctor's words clearly.

The erudite voice repeated the announcement,

"Everything looks good and she's having another girl."

Lifting and squeezing his three year old, the two cracked open 

the front door, just enough not to let

Jack Frost's wind penetrate their home. 

The adventus sounds soon included

slowly trekking  steps up the snow blanketed driveway.

Some say it was coincidence and 

others of faith are confident of a different explanation

for what was happening simultaneously. 

A small cadre of carolers cautiously careened making their 

own path up the drive smiling and harmonizing "Joy to the world.."

Within a blink of a weary tear-filled eye the mother's car

carefully shadowed the small chorus .

Mother exited the car weaving her way through the 

singers and the fresh fallen snow. 

Excitement of the news could not be restrained,

the three year old  shouted out the news....

alerting every creature who had ears to hear,

"We are are having a baby -a sister!",

The father, mother and daughter embraced while 

the hope filled balladeers went on their delightful way 

vibrantly singing twice as joyously than simple 

soft sweet harmonies from few minutes earlier,

proclaiming the gift of the good news.

- JF Sobecki
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Poetry
( Click on link below each picture for videos)

Sometimes one needs just to sit back
and be present to the gifts of the 
art and wisdom of a master poet/philosopher:
( Note: the drifter first saw and heard the
Poet Laureate read a power-filled poem at
JFK's presidential inauguration... a gift when everything
changed for the drifter that moment.) 

Robert Frost - Collection  of poems

The Music:
( some music for your listening pleasure 
as you reflect on the grace filled moments - gifts) 

Simple Gifts - Yo Yo Ma ans Allison Kraus (J. Bracket)

Getting Ready For Christmas Day - P. Simon

Cry of a Tiny Babe - B. Cockburn

Do They know It's Christmas - Band Aid 1984*
(The year of  "Gifts'' above))

Coda: An Indulgence for "The Gifts"- the girls.

Father and Daughter - P. Simon

Love and Happiness - Emmy Lou Harris / Mark Knopfler

This is Us - Mark Knopfler / Emmy Lou Harris

* and for the Grandchildren and children everywhere ... 
    and those with Child-like hearts

Christmastime is Here - Charlie Brown Christmas 
(V.Guaraldi)

Wishing you all "Gifts" of love, peace, and happiness ..all ways.
















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Thursday, October 31, 2024

A Septuagenarian Seeker's Sanctuary











"For all the rain and snow come down from heaven and do not
return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout,
giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater , so shall my word
be that that goes out from my mouth ; it shall not return to me
empty , but shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall
succeed in the thing for which I sent it."
- IS 55:10-11


"Imagine the earth devoid of human life, inhabited by only plants and animals. 
Will it still have a past and a future . Could we still speak of time in a meaningful way?
The question "What time is it? or "What is the date today?" - if anybody
were to ask it ---would be quite meaningless. The oak tree and the eagle would
 be bemused by such a question....they would answer 
"Well of course , it is now . The time is now. What else is there?"
- Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now

We call the current moment - "present" as it is a gift"
- Unknown





















Inspiration:

It might be more interesting to say how an inspiration
came in the gift of an angel speaking softly in a dream.
Things do not always happen when and how we expect, right?
Sad to say that no midnight or dawn illumination caused this
particular spark. Rather, as the years begin to add up
it was at a moment of contemplation of the journey - 
people I have met and friends I have made, 
places I have been , events in storms or with calm prevailing
winds , how and  when mercy washed me down. It seems 
as this pilgrim ages those moments of soul filled sanctuary 
the heart is filled with the present and all that has prepared 
me for the now as I settle into mindfulness. 

Ah, sanctified solace..

The Writing:

A Septuagenarian Seeker's Sanctuary 

Ominous clouds squeeze out the rain
nourishing every aspect of creation.
Streams flow into to rivers,
the rivers spill into the sea only to have
this world of water release itself forming
new clouds. Trees release their last leaves
where the mystical wind of an unknown source
carries seeds across the landscape where 
seedlings slowly sprout reaching to heaven.
Silverstein's tree becomes shade and comfort
to resting robins and squirrels or eventually cutdown 
carefully crafting it into a scribner's pencil or writing desk.
The remaining stump comforts that boy who
once delighted in climbing limb to limb,
now a tired old man needing
a place to rest. While remnants of the forest family
are carefully carved into a boat launching
pilgrims out into the deep of the unknown sea.

- JF Sobecki

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Poetry and such:
(A thanks to the Irish poets)

(On the possibility of a divine presence in all creation)
"I do not need to believe. I know."
- Carl Jung

This is the time to be slow - John O'Donohoe

When You Are Old -WB Yeats (read by Cillian Murphy)


For a New Beginning - John O' Donohue


and one American poet

Song of Myself - Walt Whitman (Read by John Doherty)

Music: 

For your listening and inspiration.
click on the link below each feature

Be Here Now - G. Harrison
 


Hello in There - John Prine


Who Knows Were the Time Goes - J. Collins


The Circle Game - T. Rush ( J. Mitchell)


Coda:

Something extra for your listening pleasure and contemplation:
( How and when do you savor being in the now- 
letting go , being authentic and present to the magnificence?)

"For us there is only the trying. The rest is not our business"
- T.S. Eliot 

The Adventure of Being Alive - Joseph Campbell

Old - P. Simon 


Have a grace filled Thanksgiving

AMDG

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Monday, September 30, 2024

A Reflection on Reflecting







im·per·ma·nence
/imˈpərmənəns/
noun







the state or fact of lasting for only a limited period of time.








"No thing lasts , no thing can give you peace or happiness"


"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."

- W. Shakespeare , Julius Ceasar

Inspiration:

  • All those years ago the pilgrim sauntered on the beach at midnight

accompanied by a colleague who was stressed about changes residing just 

over the horizon that might turn his human experience upside down.

Pointing to the magnificent star and planet coated canopy the pilgrim

posed a question, "Look at that universe - stars and planets being

born while others evaporate or are blasted by wayward asteroids 

into millions of pieces and scientists propose that all of that

continues to expand seemingly without control or influence-

do you think that we are also of that universe?"

All the colleague could conjure was a small simple smile 

of acknowledgement .  

  • Sometimes we are surprised when a person passes from this
journey to the next and we somehow discover how their spirits influenced,

consoled and  inspired us with help navigating our own passage 

to the unknown sea.

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The Writing:

A Reflection On Reflecting

A spirit on a common Camino cautioned the cavalier

wondering wandering one "Remember to remember."

With that exhortation a fading flicker was fueled

and the reflection disguised as contemplation

echoed selected incidents and allegations almost long forgot.

Was the brain working overtime on false memories

or were they incomplete pieces to a greater imagined puzzle?

Though as clear as the brilliant sky a flash burned brightly

from yesteryears yesterdays. The first recollection

flowed like a river to the sea.


A story told of how Mother Teresa was interviewed 

by a struggling photo journalist who noticed the aged nun

was holding a recently poor malnourished ill newly born infant

cradled in her arms as the nun made the beds in the children's

ward. "Why are you holding the baby?", the journalist asked

seeking a story. Mother Teresa explained how the baby suffered

from a fatal disease and she did not have a family and

 would not probably make it through the end of the day.

.Mother Teresa went on how she wanted t

o have the baby feel and know love

and that this sweet innocent soul was never alone.

Puzzled the journalist added "Then why are you making the

beds at the same time."

The nun looked at the woman explaining that making

the beds was her job and that she could do both -

give love and compassion while working .



The photo journalist's husband was so impressed

with the story about Mother and the baby that he

volunteered to stay and work for Mother Teresa's congregation.

The nun counseled the man to return to America, where he lived.

She added that she met so many people in America who were

lonely. She implored the husband to seek out the lonely souls

and let them know love and compassion...and that they 

are never alone.


The pilgrim pondered "when will I ever learn?"

- JF Sobecki
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Poetry and such:

David Whyte - Finisterre and Camino
( two poems within a brief talk- click on link)


If I could Tell you - WH Auden



Music : For your listening pleasure and inspiration

Falling at Your Feet - U2 and Daniel Lanois
( click on the link)


When I was Younger - Bonny Light Horseman
Click the link


That's the Way it Goes - G. Harrison
click the link

Memory Lane - V. Morrison
click the link

Coda: And they continue to move on . 
Yet, their music lives on.

please click the links

All Things Must Pass - G. Harrison (RIP)


You're Only Lonely - JD Souther (RIP)


Sunday Morning Coming Down - K. Kristofferson (RIP)


When Will I Ever Learn - V. Morrison


amdg

















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Sunday, September 1, 2024

A Labor Day Reflection : Gratitude


 








"It is not who I'm underneath but what I do that defines me"

 - Bruce Wayne (Batman Begins)


"I am what I am and that's all that I am"

- Popeye


"It all turns out well.How?I don't know. It's a mystery."

- Shakespeare in Love (movie)


The Inspiration:


How is it that just when one needs a lifting up something happens

completely by surprise? No plan or strategic moves could ever 

predict or anticipate a mystical magical embrace by the universe

as if to say , "Don't worry , no need to be perfect , just be your

authentic self, be selfless , generous and let go being present to the now.

You are good. You're ok ." 

Pilgrims wonder and wander. Somehow every so often a recollection 

of a grace-filled experience is re-ignited . That ineffable incident from

that solitudinal passage seems to have a life

of it's own emerging from the deepest darkest secret soul

at a time when a light is needed .

Just like that the spirit is immersed back in that memorable moment,

Abundant consolation , the transcendental reunion washes over

 the spirit as if the occasion is a sacred resurrection.


A Labor Day Reflection: Gratitude


In the hour of not quite dawn the pilgrim

stood solo in the queue in the most empty cavern 

of the post modern airport. A man and a woman busied themselves

with paperwork with a just waking solo ticket agent.

The unusual looking glasses on the male could not hide

his identity. A giant in his field of work this 5'6" singer

was recognized by the pilgrim.

The pilgrim cautiously and quietly moved his lips

as he caught the eye of this celebrity carrying his baggage.

"Bono?", his lips queried.

The found out passenger nodded affirmative.

Without hesitation and remaining completely still

the pilgrim found the courage to speak aloud,

"Thank you for the 'Beautiful Day'."

Without another breath and in a heartbeat the stranger 

moved carefully and deliberately to the pilgrim

reaching out his hand and spoke " And , thank you for all you do."

Stunned and speechless the pilgrim nodded his head in acknowledgement .

Just like that the three departed on their way.


The pilgrim returned his focus to the reason for his journey that day.

Within a few hours he found himself sitting on a beach in paradise.

Suddenly a file folder filled with a powerpoint presentation

flopped spilling onto his lap. 

Startled the pilgrim looking up sees the that the tosser

was a CEO he was meet later that day.

The sunbathing pilgrim began to flip the pages of the presentation.

He made a suggestion or two that was received with gratitude

from the stressed lonely man at the top.

The tired executive leaned closer to the pilgrim

reaching out his hand , "Thank you for all you do."

Taken back the pilgrim realizes

it was the second time in eight hours 

he was humbled with the same words and wondered

"Have I done the same for others.?"

- JF Sobecki 

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Poetry and such as it relates to work and what we do.

(Many say poems are to be heard)

Click the links

What work is - P. Levine

https://youtu.be/NxJVgAJB6As?si=aIPAbVjToBJ_ZtiX

Shirt - R. Pinsky

https://youtu.be/XgION25gxx8?si=_VB3ZljYFLHHD8qs

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The music for reflection

Click on links

Beautiful Day - U2

https://youtu.be/co6WMzDOh1o?si=p6FHKEt-JPiDaXd7

The Man at The Top - B. Springsteen

https://youtu.be/IWXqPv9JY8k?si=i_S-WEixL5XshNhy

Coda : A thank you for all those who work, want to work, retired from work,

          the poets, writers, musicians and artists any creation using their talents 

          as their work and all those...can no longer work. 

     Kind and Generous - N. Merchant

https://youtu.be/XS4XlzYsrH8?si=Nv6rwTaY6e-owClo

Ooh La La - The Faces

https://youtu.be/1_xwnb3cymc?si=sZ-QgzmAznem2_dS

It's Still Alright - N. Rateliff

https://youtu.be/Hw4MiegZxsU?si=Nwj_KzQNiUL2rYUf


(This blog's author retired from formal work a few years ago and contemplated

and still thinks about what he did and how.)


" So here I will end my story ( work).

If it is done well , that is what I desired, if it is poorly done and mediocre, 

it was the best I could do."

2 Maccabees 14 :37-38

amdg









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Thursday, August 1, 2024

Pacem. In Terris pt 3 / What Matters - the Art of Rediscovery




 "To objectify spirituality , to  make it the object of "study" 

is almost equally absurd : it is the very well spring of all

valid art, culture, science and all humanly valid political 

and economic structures."

- Frederick Franck






"Make your work your payer and your prayer your work."

- Pope John XXIII


"Art is neither a profession , nor a hobby,

It is a way of being."

- Frederick Franck 


The Inspiration:


It was 16 years ago today that sergeant taught the waiting desperado 

to play. "Courage", the "sarge" said. He added a story about an infamous humble

neighbor of his who listened to a deeper calling .That neighbor, a trained

oral surgeon, who assisted Albert Schweitzer on an African mission,

would become a. famous philosopher - artist and the only

lay person and artist invited by a Pope John XXIII to be 

invited to the inner sanctum of the Vatican Council . 

The result  of the council was the publishing of

the encyclical " Pacem In Terris." The dentist/artist/bridge-builder

philospher became so inspired he wrote 

about the journey and observations while creating a 

non profit transreligious ( any sacred philosophy or consideration that leads to

love, peace and a relationship with the holiness ) without desire for harm,

the subjugation and control of others,

space created for reflection and peace, "Pacem In Terris."

It is a living museum of nature and art for promoting peace,

contemplation and meditations.

frederickfranck.org

The desperado recently rediscovered books 

authored by Franck gifted to 

him by his sergeant. Suddenly the words , ideas and pictures

began to flourish - 

a new life , rekindling the flame.


The Writing:


Pacem In Terris pt 3/ What Matters- The Art of Rediscovery


Surmising and suppositions speculate the purpose of everything.

Do oceans exist for their own benefit?

What of the streams and rivers who disappear as they

converge with the lakes and the majestic oceans of mercy?

Do they care?

Are the blackbirds and their feathered family friends

aware of how their sweet songs deliver serenity

for all ears who dare to hear?

Why do artists paint? How can the sculptors

squeeze a most realistic presentation out of

solid hardened blocks of stone?

Many poets and authors mysteriously 

capture right words consoling lost pilgrim souls.

And the mystical music maker somehow rediscovers the 

the essence of tranquility and , when needed,

lifting up spirits to dance and wipe away tears.


Maybe the mystics , priests and monks need to retreat 

or retire to some isolated sanctuary for a few centuries

as many of their vocation often get out of control

or lost seemingly incapable of

herding the sheep down the right path.


It seems it is time to sing a new song.

- JF Sobecki

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Poetry:

The Bell and The Blackbird (excerpt)

The Sound

of a bell

still reverberating


or a blackbird

calling

from a corner

of a

field


Asking you

to wake

into this life

or inviting you

deeper

to one that waits.


Either way

takes courage,

either way wants you

to be nothing

but that self at all,

wants. you to walk

to the place

where you fund

you already know

how to give

every last thing

away.

- David Whyte


Music:

A few pieces for your consideration and contemplation:

Click on links - below the picture

The Maker - D. Lanois

https://youtu.be/w-JtAcpKtYQ?si=TCfvRGQxSsZpWC-D


Change Myself - T. Rundgren

https://youtu.be/dCU4P5EQNFs?si=OBivrQY8W_oU6w1T


U2- Peace on Earth

https://youtu.be/fdXT7L7i880?si=eIj2XHddbnOS-YFX


Give Me Love ( Peace) - G. Harrison


https://youtu.be/8LqCMF-nr8s?si=46r5klMFoowsrZFI


Coda:

Some additional info for your contemplation:

The Art Of Being Human - Frederick Franck( Interview

https://youtu.be/X6mqVUbSpO4?si=G-s2zO7dg9txK9ya

Words of Buddha "Let Your Love Flow" : Chant

https://youtu.be/DFREqIr6aD0?si=iyu8Q5Rs-dGnBSqA

Think it's Going to Rain Today - R. Newman

https://youtu.be/7zDt8xyVKtw?si=4tTmQIexkcZafxte

40 - U2 ( Live at The Sphere)

https://youtu.be/wUSB3gdHHZE?si=7IKPXkaubLh1tzwe


Note Bene:

(150 million people are homeless worldwide,

1 in 10 , 828 million people , in world suffer from hunger,

8 million die annually from lack of quality health care,

100's of thousands die from organized violence (war)

worldwide annually,

infant mortality worldwide remains about 2 million/year and 

120 million people are forcibly displaced as a result of persecution,

conflict , violence or human rights violations.

A tragedy is that the world has the resources and technology

to end all of this with compassion.)



AMDG









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