Opposites in the Arts

We can learn much from opposites in the arts. In fact, the very contrast of opposites can help us in coping with grief.

Just think of a painting. If all of it was equally dark, there may not be enough contrast to be informative or interesting. The same could be true if it was equally light. If a painting was entirely in warm colors or entirely in cool colors, there may not be enough contrast to have some pop. It is the concept of opposites which allows us to identify something. Are you in a dark space or light? Does your mood feel warm or cool? On the feeling spectrum, do you feel closer to grief or peace?

  • All beauty is a making one of opposites, and the making one of opposites is what we are going after in ourselves. In reality opposites are one – art shows this. Eli Siegel
  • The principle to remember is that all dualities and opposites are not disjoined but polar. They do not confront each other from afar; they originate in a common center. Michael Michalko
  • A dark object seen against a bright background will appear smaller than it is. A light object will look larger when it is seen against a background darker than itself. Leonardo da Vinci
  • Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. Mary Oliver
  • In order to understand the dance you must be still. And in order to truly understand stillness you must dance. Rumi
  • It belongs to the imperfection of everything human that man can only attain his desire by passing through its opposite. Soren Kierkegaard
  • Music is the harmonization of opposites; the conciliation of warring elements. Pythagoras
  • God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly, not one. Rumi
  • Breathing involves a continual oscillation between exhaling and inhaling, offering ourselves to the world at one moment and drawing the world into ourselves at the next. David Abram

As you can see, opposites in the arts have much to teach us in regards to how we may cope with grief. In order to find peace, we must pass through the grief. May all of us make our opposites one by searching for beauty, painting our feelings, dancing our delights, singing our songs, breathing our breaths, being still in the darkness, and shining our lights.

You may be interested in EMPOWERED LIVING by learning what effects practicing the visual arts have had on my students. This link offers suggestions for ways to use the arts to cope with grief: https://psychcentral.com/health/grief-art-therapy.

Miracle Mindset

What if you adopted a miracle mindset? How do you think this could change your life? This is how my life changed as a result of contemplating miracles. Fairly early into our son’s pancreatic cancer (p.c.) illness, I came across a quote which lived on our refrigerator for several years. Here is the quote.

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.

Albert Einstein

I must admit that immediately following our son’s diagnosis, I lived in a terrible state of fear. This fright was born of the phrase, “what if…”. Of course with such a diagnosis as p.c., at first my what-ifs did not include miracles. Much of the difference for me, besides finding some complementary health practices to help our son, was simply in being open to the concept of miracles. Here is what we found.

Out of difficulties grow miracles.

Jean de la bruyere

Absolutely no one dreams that one’s child would have such a life threatening illness. However, we found ourselves in this situation. We could have chosen the “woe is me” scenario. Making that choice would not have been good for any of us. Choosing the hope of miracles in our time of difficulty was the more pleasant path. This miracle formula could be true, regardless of one’s challenges in life.

Miracles are like pimples, because once you start looking for them you find more than you ever dreamed you’d see.

Lemony Snicket, The Lump of Coal

When we looked for miracles, they actually popped up everywhere! Sometimes it would be something relatively “small”. Perhaps it was that our son was able to properly digest a meal. Maybe it was that he felt well enough to go to work that day. Other times it was huge! Those were the times he received clean health scans. In retrospect, however, all of these miracles were quite spectacular.

Miracle Mindset in Grief

Believe it or not, this miracle mindset has also been quite a godsend following our son’s passing.

Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

Louise L. hay

Give yourself a gift of five minutes of contemplation in awe of everything you see around you. Go outside and turn your attention to the many miracles around you. This five-minute-a-day regimen of appreciation and gratitude will help you focus your life in awe.

Wayne dyer

Yes, love and gratitude have been essential in our grief journey. Keeping our minds on this higher road lifts our spirits. Gratitude for Hard Times may be just what you need if you are experiencing grief. Here are some gratitude practice benefits: https://greatergood.berkeley.edu/article/item/why_gratitude_is_good Appreciatively giving thanks for even the smallest things seems to ripen the field for growing miracles.

One of the gifts I received during our son’s illness was noticing the tiny pinpoints of light reflected from a sun-drenched flower. For whatever reason, I’d never been able to perceive this spectacle before this time. Now, I notice it anytime I see a flower basking in sunlight. It is so awe inspiring for me to gaze upon the beauty of such a short lived creation.

If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.

Buddha

Lastly, may you experience the miraculous by losing yourself in the sparkling beauty of a single flower. May you be blessed with many miracles!

Signs from the Universe

Sometimes I receive signs from the universe. Allow me to explain. I began noticing many such signs especially while our son experienced a lengthy illness. These indicators from the universe have continued more than six years past him leaving his earthly body. Signs intrigue me. Of course, many questions arise. Through my self dialogue and analysis, I find comfort.

Just this morning, I awoke at 4:44. I lingered in bed awhile. The next time I looked at the clock, it was 5:55. Sometimes when I desire to write, the first thing in the morning can be the best time, so I arose. There was already a piece I’d written some time ago which I wanted to reframe. Interestingly, in this particular writing, I mentioned when we parked our car, the odometer had four sixes in a row! Articles I’ve read claim that the universe is connecting with us when we see repeated numbers. Does this really mean the universe has my back? Is it working with me? I’ve decided if it helps me to have more hope, then it is worth considering. The extra reassurance is always worth it!

Within my writing to be revised, my husband and I arrived at our destination and I noted that the clock had an intriguing time. The hour just happened to be the month our son was born while the minutes matched his day of birth!

More Signs from the Universe

You see, we were at the first of two memorial services that day. Fortunately one was in the morning, while the other was in the afternoon. Once we entered the sanctuary, we were offered three options for seats. It was perfect timing as we were able to choose a pew to sit next to a dear friend. Midway through the service, I centered my sight on the sculpture of Jesus behind the alter. His arms are extended out from His sides, palms down, while His head is bowed in a downward glance. This took me back a number of years ago when our son was an usher for a wedding in that very church. My thoughts centered not on the actual event so much as a certain photo captured that day.

After our son passed, I was combing through our photos for his memory board. Once I cast my eyes upon this particular photo, my heart skipped a beat. Within the back row, our son’s head was slightly taller than the others and centered right below the statue of Jesus. It hauntingly appeared as if Jesus was focusing solely on our son. I imagined a redo of Matthew 3:17: “This is my sacrificial lamb with whom I am well pleased.” The image almost made it seem prophetic that he would die an early death. I wondered if I was reading too much into the photo.

Signs and Questions

A song chosen for one of those two memorial services was “I Was There to Hear Your Borning Cry”. That was also a selection at our son’s service. One of the lines is, “I’ll be there when you are old.” That led me to question what is old? Our son most certainly wasn’t old at age thirty-eight. Of the two services that day, one was for someone in their sixth decade while the other was for someone nine decades young. None of these folks were the age of Methuselah. (He was the famed figure of Judaism, Christianity and Islam who lived to an age of 969 years.) This begs a few questions. What is old? Why are some allowed a lengthy earthly visit while others may not survive the birth process? Where is the dividing line between young and old? The age old, old age questions linger.

When I contemplated signs from the universe, I also thought about the complexity of signs and/or visits from our departed loved ones. Go figure that my art teacher persona feels that my Mobius Strip Mindset soothes my brain. If you’ve never make a Mobius strip, try making the examples I provided for you in the previous clickable post if you like. (Here is a scholarly article on these strips: https://www.bbvaopenmind.com/en/science/mathematics/mobius-and-impossible-objects/.) Somehow the twists and turns of this paper device imaginatively show me how our departed loved ones can simultaneously be here as well as not here. My humble homemade Mobius Strip is yet another of my signs from the universe! What are some of your signs from the universe?

Power of Poetry!

Have you ever contemplated the power of poetry? I just had a dream that I was nominated to be the poetry ambassador for a county fair! Initially, it seemed this role was a nondescript, superfluous position. At first it made me chuckle. Then, within the dream, I pondered. Perhaps if I was in this position, this is what I would do to help others understand how potent poetry can be. I was making a plan. When I awoke, I recalled my dream. I then realized I was just given the outline for this post! Let’s see how this dynamic art form can help to ease our grief.

Far from frivolous, I can tell you that poetry has power. It is capable of painting pictures in the mind. The rhythms and rhymes make music. Expressing ourselves poetically allows us to educate, illustrate, captivate, incubate, orchestrate and speculate. Writing poetry can soothe, intensify or justify our emotions. Poetry has the potential to help us in times of grief as well as in other times of our lives.

Powerful poetry, incidentally, doesn’t have to have rhyme or rhythm, but I prefer to create rhymed and metered pieces. I thrive on the challenge of finding and fitting syllables and sounds to make meaning. It is much as condensing the free form of everything as choice, but then situating it within a structure. Even as a child, I loved to write poems. With over a quarter century of published poems, I must admit, I am over twenty five years old! Here are three of my poems, each with a very different purpose.

Poetic Power – Work with the Grief

When Christopher Reeves, who played the character Superman, passed I was quite saddened. I could have written to indulge in my grief. However, I desired to honor his life and career as well as to express hope.

Epic Hero

A hero's life by many standards stood 
for what was right and countered that of wrong.
He was a mild and mannered man who could
be brave and brazen to protect a throng.

His broad and sculpted shoulders made girls melt.
He led a double life or so it seemed.
A humble writer, writing what was dealt;
in secret saw that right would be redeemed.

Emblazoned scarlet letter on his chest
did mark his life upon the silver screen;
and yet the accident became a test;
revealed more epic hero than we'd seen.

Too soon St. Peter puzzled o'er a streak.
No bird or plane but Superman he seeks!

First Publication Rights, Iowa Poetry Association, Lyrical Iowa 2005

Poetic Power – Try on a New Emotion

A few years ago, I taught a week long elementary level poetry residency which was sponsored by the Iowa Arts Council. My next poem was shared with some of the older groups of students. This particular one has a more light hearted mood. Sometimes writing something in a humorous vein can brighten our spirit.

Give a Frog a Tour

I'd give a tour and if I could,
tis for my friend, the jumping frog.
He'd try to let me know he's there,
but hopped right past my barking dog.

Since frog does not know how to knock,
he flatly squeezed beneath my door.
His quiet ribbit was quite soft,
so he hopped across my floor.

He found my plants and thought, "Oh boy!"
jumping in the nearest flower.
Meanwhile I fetched my water can
I gave poor frog a shower!

He was quite shocked and leapt right out,
He squeaked that he was soaked,
I did explain, "You didn't knock."
Frog's terse response: he croaked.




Celebrate Beauty with Power of Poetry!

Living in a rural midwestern area, blizzards are an event that can create a beautiful transformation of the landscape! Searching for the sublime when an unexpected event occurs can be healing for the soul.

Iowa Blizzard

Behold post blizzard: landscape thickened white.
The hibernating humans hidden well.
Leave nose print evidence on windows bright.
Avoid frost-bite and live the tale to tell.
They saw Tom Sawyer - overhead he roams
Dispersing frozen whitewash in the sky.
A twinkling transformation of our homes,
To gingerbread with icing by and by.
Near marshmallow hay bales sparkle brightly.
The snow plows rumbling, lumbering to fetch
our fast paced lives from immobility.
Snow plows scratching pathways like Etch-A-Sketch!
Ye blizzards come. Oh yeah come winter, slow
our lives of busyness, with winter snow!

First Publication Rights, Iowa Poetry Association, Lyrical Iowa 1999


During your grieving process, remember my dream inspiration. Writing (or reading) poetry can help. Search the recesses of your mind to find deep meaning, to express grief, to look for hope, to find some humor, to portray the beauty. If you’d like another poem, here is Michelangelo Inspiration.

https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-1193 I close with Maya Angelo’s poem, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings. Poetry can create a grief healing response. Reading, writing (or singing) poetry may express, appease or release your grief.

Do Animals Grieve Death?

Have you ever wondered, “Do animals grieve death?” Sometimes animals seem to have senses that are rather human like. With pets, when we have been experiencing the grieving process, the critters desire more lap time and petting. Or, perhaps it is that this brings comfort to us. More than likely grief is mutual between animals and humans.

Grieving of Elephants

Several kinds of animals have particularly obvious signs of grieving. Elephants in particular display signs of grieving their fellow beasts. Here is a film of Echo, one of the most studied elephants of all time. https://www.pbs.org/wnet/nature/echo-an-elephant-to-remember-introduction/5755/

Some of the grieving behaviors of elephants include frequenting the place of death or silently standing there for a bit. When the remains are present, they will touch, smell and caress the bones with their trunk. Elephants have been observed tearing and dropping clumps of grass over the body. Following the death of her calf, a mother elephant lags behind the herd for a time. As a mother who has lost a child, I certainly understand.

Cattle Behaviors

A number of years ago, my husband raised cattle. The cows would gather around a bovine that was in the process of dying. Following their passing, the herd would eventually scatter.

Do Chimps Grieve Death?

My very most touching example involves Washoe, a chimp who was taught sign language. She knew approximately 350 signs for words and was able to communicate in short sentences. This chimp had lost two babies herself, becoming depressed afterwards. Washoe later became attached to a pregnant volunteer named Kat. When Kat came by, Washoe would excitedly point at her belly and sign, “Baby!”. There came a day when Kat wasn’t able to be there for a while.

When Kat finally returned to see Washoe, the chimp gave her the cold shoulder. Kat apologized to her and signed, “My baby died.” Initially, Washoe gazed down, then she caught Kat’s eye and signed the word, “cry” and traced the path from her eye where a tear would drop. (Interestingly, chimps, themselves cannot cry.) Later that day when Kat prepared to leave, Washoe signed, “Please person hug”!

Here is the fascinating story of Washoe teaching sign language to other chimps. I especially love the part at the end highlighting an orangutan as well as the insight from Dr. Jane Goodall! https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/politics/1985/05/29/chimpanzees-teach-sign-language/b8cdb502-9d2c-4a2a-9fd9-0732c0fe2024/

It seems the more I’ve learned about the animal kingdom, the more I am amazed at their behaviors. Sometimes they seem very human like. Their behaviors certainly show animals do grieve death.

Forever Connections!

What if I told you that we mothers have forever connections with our biological children, even if they have passed? There is actually scientific proof that we always carry cells from our children!

The research started when a few male cells were discovered in mothers who had carried male children. These cells were apparent whether the child was lost at any time pre-birth, or carried full term. Perhaps 1 out of every 1000 of her cells had a Y chromosome which is male DNA! Female offspring also share DNA with their mothers. However, female DNA within another female is more difficult to isolate and identify.

Fetal Cell Connections

The process of a mother and fetus sharing one another’s cells is called microchimerism. The cells of both the fetus and mother are genetically distinct. It appears that the fetal cells exist in order to promote the baby’s survival in utero. Things like food transfer to the fetus, blood flow, food cravings (for what the fetus needs) as well as eventual milk production are likely a few reasons for these cells. Bonding between mother and baby is another. Here is a resource for further information: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4712643/.

These fetal cells do not travel willy-nilly within in the mother’s body. The cells are quite specific: there are blood cells, brain cells, muscle cells, liver cells, heart cells, etc. Fetal cells travel to the specific organ, for example from the fetal heart to the mother’s heart!

I was smitten when I thought of some of my departed son’s heart cells potentially being within my body – even decades following his birth! Recalling my first paragraph statistics, the estimate of fetal cells was only 1 out of 1000. That seems like quite a small number. I, then, googled how many cells in a human heart alone. It contains an estimated 2 to 3 billion cardiac muscle cells, but that’s not all! That number is less than a third of the total heart related cells within that organ. The total is over 6 to 9 billion! Just think how many could be from our child or children, male or female!

Mother – Child Forever Connections

Once I conceived my topic for this writing, I dosed off for a brief moment. I jerked awake because it felt as if someone had poked my shoulder. No one else was visibly there. Had my son paid me a visit and nudged me? Were some of his fetal cells activating in my shoulder muscle? Perhaps time will tell.

When we miss our dear child, maybe we can sit and ponder the impact of having some of their cells serving our body now. I love to think of his cells beating in my heart, feeling his life force once again! May you be comforted with this knowledge.

Dreams and signs are a couple of other ways we may connect to our dearly departed children: MIRACLES AND DUETS and My Mother’s Day Guest.

Invitation to Creativity

Sometimes a fluke of nature can provide an invitation to creativity! The above photo shows two such examples. (If you are viewing this as a follower in your email, you may view the photo by clicking on my title, “Invitation to Creativity”.)

A number of years ago, some quite bizarre produce was growing off a nearby corner of our garden. To this day, we still do not know what these green globes of great girth were! The largest one was bigger than a basketball. As we didn’t even know if they were edible, I pondered what I could do with them. My open house at school was approaching, so these curiosities became a center piece in my art room. I decided I may as well adorn them with faces akin to what may be seen on fall pumpkins. It ended up being a topic of conversation. Perhaps seeing something unusual inspired others to question what they could do with other oddities.

A Second Invitation to Creativity

My photo also introduces another nudge to exercise one’s creative muscle. At the time, I didn’t have a poster of Jasper John’s painting entitled Flags, so I made a construction paper rendition to give my students a feel for the experience of his work. Here is a story which includes a visual of the actual painting https://www.sothebys.com/en/articles/jasper-johns-gray-american-flags-painting-work-on-paper-contemporary-art. Scroll down until you get to the gray painting with two flags, one of which is green, orange and black. Simply stare at the brightly colored flag for 30 seconds or so. Then, shift your sight to the gray flag. Your eyes will automatically “paint” the correct colors of the American flag!

Jasper Johns gave his viewers an interesting way to teach us about tricks our eyes can play on us. He gave me, as an art teacher, a fun segue to teaching about complementary colors. This trick of the eyes is known as an afterimage. Here is the science behind the phenomenon: https://www.verywellmind.com/what-is-an-afterimage-2795828.

Your Invitation to Be Creative

The next time you see something out of the ordinary, ponder how you could use the situation as an opportunity for creativity. Perhaps another chance could come if a project is not working out as you thought it would, but with an ounce of creativity it could have the potential to be even better! Be a detective for the unusual, for a problem, for the mundane. Then, creativity may come to your rescue if you only invite it!

Here are two more posts on creativity to turn on your creative powers! ARTS A Bridge To Life and CREATIVE PROBLEM SOLVING

Power of the Imagination

What do you know about the power of the imagination? Most of us may consider it more of an asset when related to the arts. While an imagination is vital to any of the creative arts, there are other applications for it as well. Since I spent my career as an art teacher, I will start with art, then I will carry it to another related area!

With the arts, we could delve into it as an audience member or as an artist. Either way, we must decide which of the arts sounds appealing at the time. Interestingly, I happened to use the word “sounds” in my last sentence. In order to put on my creative hat, I chose to sit down to play piano and make some “sounds” for a while before I wrote. I had not done that for a while, so it felt very inspiring to plunk out a few bars on the keyboard.

We could choose visual, culinary, literary, theatrical, dance, musical, etc. Then, we may want to decide what mood we wish to assume. Do we want something moody, cheerful, soothing, or humorous? Are you aiming to change, match, enhance or improve your current mood?

Decide the method of delivery. Do you want to experience something prerecorded, or performed in a venue or on display elsewhere? Are you desiring to create something unique with you as the artist? What materials or tools are necessary? Your imagination is the limit!

Playing piano is one way I induce joy and kickstart my imagination. This was my springboard for inviting a positive mindset to do this very writing.

Power of the Imagination for Your Life!

Now, let’s think about how this could apply to our lives. Have you ever thought about your life being affected by the power of your imagination? Have you ever “listened” and internalized your words? What we say is actually creating our lives!

Think about words you have stated. Have you ever uttered the words, “I am tired?” I’m certain all of us have at one time or another. What about “I am afraid that blah, blah, blah will happen!” There, again, probably most of us have uttered something of the sort.

What if we could put in our order for a more joyful life? Try peppering your conversation (internal or external) with the words which you’d like to describe this desired feeling. Perhaps happy, satisfied, engaged, loving, could be some suggestions. Additionally, journaling some of these greatly anticipated feelings could help to create the life you want. Then, imagine you already feel the feeling!

In closing, I will share a bit of wisdom our son wrote before his passing. “I understand that the only person one can really change is you; yourself. I am asking you to try and change yourself for one day. At least 3 times tomorrow try and think of something that you love that literally makes your heart resonate to the point of your joyous tears. This feeling of love is reflected in your interactions with others and events, you will see this.”

It is amazing to me that our son was deep into his journey with pancreatic cancer when this was written. Yet, he chose joy! Even though there are a number of loved ones I am grieving, I can choose joy as well.

Remember, all our emotions are contagious, whether positive or negative. Isn’t the power of imagination awesome? Just imagine the joyful world we could create!

P.S. Following this writing, I needed to make a quick drive into town. When I returned to the car, and switched on the engine, a significant song played. It was the ending phrase of a song by the same artist whose recording played at our son’s wedding. It felt as if our son was giving his stamp of approval to this post!

Word Harvest and Express Joy! are a couple of related posts. You may enjoy reading about the benefits of positive language in https://www.intelligentchange.com/blogs/read/the-benefits-of-positive-language.

Here is the song:

Finding Peace in Grief

Finding peace in grief seems to be a common desire. A number of years ago, I read a few books authored by Dorothy Maclean (of the Findhorn Garden in Scotland). The most striking gem I gleaned from her wisdom was whom she called the Angel of Sorrow. Amazingly, she shared that this particular angel is also the Angel of Joy! At first, this seemed to be quite contradictory. Yet, with the passing of time, I’ve realized she may have discovered a profound truth.

We live in what is called a world of duality. This means everything has an opposite. Think of hot and cold. What temperature would you label hot? What would you call cold? It may depend upon a number of factors. Your choice for what temperature would be hot may be based upon where you live and the current season as well as your personal preferences.

Likewise, the opposites of joy and sorrow could be viewed upon similar scales, much as temperature and also dependent upon several factors. The pairing of joy and sorrow seems to align with peace and grief. Thus, we could have elements of both peace and grief within us simultaneously.

Could the arts bring joy to my sorrow?

Let’s think about the arts. Fascinatingly, the visual, literary and musical arts all work with composition. Each of these arts uses elements specific to that mode of art in creating a composition. Incidentally, many of the elements also work with a spectrum of opposites, such as light and dark, melancholic and joyful, or piano and forte (soft and loud)!

Since the arts can hold these opposites within, there is surely room for opposites of grief and peace within us!

It is no wonder that the arts are capable of engaging, changing, and maintaining positive emotions! The capacity of the arts to promote peace has actually become a focus in a Master of Music Education degree at the Elizabethtown College in the state of Pennsylvania: https://www.etown.edu/sgps/programs/graduate/mme.aspx. Peacebuilding is a laudable trait to be emulated by our world cultures. Here is an interview with Kevin Shorner-Johnson regarding his work with this program: ARTS AND SOCIETY – I.

Not only can working as an individual on arts form a sense of peace within oneself, but also working with others artistically can induce peace within a group. Just participating in a group of practicing or performing musicians can create a high within all involved! If you are lacking a group, simply sing along with a recorded piece of music! Let’s ponder. What if all of us could utilize the opportunity of the arts? How harmoniously peaceful our world could be! Perhaps it could help us in finding peace in grief.

As a side note, we must not neglect the grief within. All the arts are known for expressing emotion with so called positive and negative emotions alike. Sometimes beautifully solemn arts may invite us to sit with our pain, to feel it, to allow it an outlet through our tears. This acceptance and eventual release of grief can be another way to grow from trauma and create room for peace.

I close with an appropriate song for you. May you discover healing on whatever point you find yourself on the grief-peace scale. Perhaps this song may begin your peacebuilding journey!

Where Is Peace?

First of all, where exactly is peace? To a hurting person, it may be freedom from pain. To someone in a war torn area, it could be absence of war. For the hungry, it would be a satisfied belly. Another person may simply answer serenity. This is International Peace Day. It was established in 1981 by the United Nations General Assembly. In 2001, this day was designated as a period of non-violence and cease -fire. Let’s explore!

Could it be found within light, love and understanding?

Life is no ‘brief candle’ for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it onto future generations.

George Bernard Shaw

Love is the vital essence that pervades and permeates, from the center to the circumference, the graduating circles of all thought and action. Love is the talisman of human weal and woe – the open sesame to every soul.

Elizabeth Cady Stanton

Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding.

Albert Einstein

The welcoming forces of light, love and understanding can certainly open the doors to tranquility within our world. It may start as a warm, bright flicker within the heart. Eventually, it is passed from one person to another, a single community to another, a certain country to another until it encompasses the entire world!

This serenity takes work, internally as well as externally.

If you are depressed you are living in the past, if you are anxious you are living in the future, if you are at peace, you are living in the present.

Lao Tzu

An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.

Mahatma Gandhi

If you don’t know the guy on the other side of the world, love him anyway because he’s just like you. He has the same dreams, the same hopes and fears. It’s one world, pal. We’re all neighbors.

Frank Sinatra

Who has ever analyzed depression, anxiety and peace in regards to past, present and future? It just makes so much sense if we think about it. This feeling of goodwill certainly involves the golden rule of doing no harm and simply (or is it simple) treating one another as we would like to be treated.

How may we create peace?

Peace begins with a smile.

Mother Teresa

We are all inventors, each sailing out on a voyage of discovery, guided by a private chart, of which there is no duplicate. The world is all gates, all opportunities.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Peace does not mean an absence of conflicts, differences will always be there. Peace means solving these differences through peaceful means; through dialogue, education, knowledge; and through humane ways.

The 14th Dali Lama

Finally, let’s all see what we can do to promote this peaceful feeling. One way that helps me is to THINK LIKE WATER. Being in nature can truly invite a sense of serenity. Awe and Wonder are other emotions which can help. It all starts within our hearts and blossoms out from there. Light, love and understanding are key. Work is certainly required, within ourselves as well as outwardly toward others. We must approach the world with a smile, ready to discover, dialogue and teach. Together, we can do this! Last of all, may peace be with you!

%d bloggers like this: