Shared No. 102: “My Life With Gracie…Seasons Of Friendship” — by My Life With Gracie (John Spiers)

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We are awaiting John`s first book impatiently….

“What are you doing?” asked Gracie. “I’m making some pencil sketches of you and the others.” “Why would you do that?” “So I won’t forget any of you.” “You aren’t forgetful. You always remember to feed us.” “Well, sometimes people forget even though they don’t want to forget especially when they get old. So I […]

My Life With Gracie…Seasons Of Friendship — My Life With Gracie

Haiku No. 112: Disappearing” (Verschwinden)

Gedichte, poems

No need to disappear,
there is no one to be found.
I was never there.

Keine Notwendigkeit zu verschwinden,
es ist niemand zu finden.
Ich war niemals da.

Poem No. 135: “The Guesthouse” by Jalaluddin Rumi

Gedichte, poems, Psychologie, psychology
Japanese Guesthouse

The Guesthouse

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

(Translation by Coleman Barks )

Haiku No. 18: “How to lose your life” (Wie man sein Leben verliert…)

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Early Haiku exercises (beyond 5-7-5 rules)…

Adaptation beyond recognition,
Constant self-marketing and -optimization;
Fake Life.

Anpassung bis zur Unkenntlichkeit,
Ständige Selbstvermarktung und -optimierung;
Scheinleben.

Haiku / Poem No. 26: Fearless (Furchtlos)

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Fallschirm

A possibly interesting question: What would YOU do if you weren`t afraid?

Eine möglicherweise interessante Frage: Was würdest DU tun, wenn Du keine Angst hättest?

FEARLESS
Face truth
Take responsibility
Feel sad
Let go
Cut Distance
Allow A Hug
Restart dreaming
Take action
Change.

Furchtlos
Der Wahrheit ins Auge blicken
Verantwortung übernehmen
Traurig fühlen
Loslassen
Distanz verkürzen
Eine Umarmung gestatten
Wieder beginnen, zu träumen

zur Tat schreiten
Verändern.

Haiku No. 62: Perfectly Imperfect (Perfekt Unperfekt)

Gedichte, poems, Psychologie, psychology, Uncategorized

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I am not perfect.
I am perfectly imperfect.
Shining uniqueness.

Ich bin nicht perfekt.
Ich bin perfekt unperfekt.
Strahlende Einzigartigkeit.

Poem No. 115: “The Crazy Woman” by Gwendolyn Brooks

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Designer Iris Apfel

I shall not sing a May song. 
A May song should be gay. 
I’ll wait until November 
And sing a song of gray. 

I’ll wait until November 
That is the time for me. 
I’ll go out in the frosty dark 
And sing most terribly. 

And all the little people 
Will stare at me and say, 
“That is the Crazy Woman 
Who would not sing in May.” 

Poem No. 104: “Before I …” by I. K. Patanwala

Gedichte, poems
Unknown Indian Woman

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is to love yourself,
To find the wholeness that you seek.

Before I knew the light, 
I have had my fair share of darkness, too,
Where my world fell into a hopelessness
And I didn’t know how to get through.

For I have known the tears it takes,
The courage to stand up again,
When you are broken down and bruised
And you know nothing but the pain.

You forget to appreciate love,
If you haven’t seen the hate,
Till you forget the meaning of smile and laughter,
And your heart is left abate.

I have known the strength and courage
It requires to get it right,
To face the things that hold you down
And hold your head up and fight.

Before I was who I am now,
I was someone I didn’t want to be.
I was lost, battered, and defeated,
Before I knew how to be me!