Your path is not the only one ....

“We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path.”

Paulo Coelho

Ecstasy of Saint Theresa by Bernini

The Ecstasy of Saint Teresa is the central sculptural group in white marble set in an elevated aedicule in the Cornaro Chapel, Santa Maria della Vittoria, Rome. It was designed and completed by Gian Lorenzo Bernini, the leading sculptor of his day, who also designed the setting of the Chapel in marble, stucco and paint. It is generally considered to be one of the sculptural masterpieces of the High Roman Baroque. 

This is Bernini’s dramatization of a religious experience undergone and related by the first Discalced Carmelite saint who had recently been canonized in 1622. It was completed in 1652.

This is a fascinating piece of work which has more than one interpretation. 

The effects are theatrical, the Cornaro family seeming to observe the scene from their boxes,and the chapel illustrates a moment where divinity intrudes on an earthly body.It has been said "the transverberation becomes a point of contact between earth and heaven, between matter and spirit".Given the sexualized imagery of St. Teresa's written account of the experience, some critics have seen in the statue a depiction of physical orgasm; in particular, the body posture and facial expression of St. Teresa have caused some to assign her experience as one of climactic moment.

The art of timing ...

“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.”

Gloria Naylor

How do I get to where I've come from?

I am so tired of not being comprehended ... 

I have been here too long ... 

Maybe it is time to go back home ...

Seal - People Asking Why


Why, am I changing?
Why do people, get complacent with the things they're told?
World disasters they come and go.
I'd give anything just to be back home.
'Cause there are people, asking why.
There are people, who believe in...

In life, gets confusing but I don't know why.
But I've made my plans already.
Had this trouble with it all my life.
Well world disasters, they come and go.
I'd give all my strength to be back home
'Cause there are people, asking why
There are people asking...

How do I get to where I've come from, now?
How will I paint this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I've come from?
'Cause there are people, who believe in life.

Well how do we get to where we come from?
Peace and love ain't enough these days.
Evolution says "Time is running out,
We've been here too long..."

'Cause there are people, asking.. why

Ohh, there are people, asking...

How do I get to where I've come from, now?
How will I paint this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I come from?
'Cause there are people, who believe it.

How do I get to where I've come from, now?
How do I paint this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I've come from?
Cuz there are people, who believe it

How do I get to where I've come from, now?
How will I paint this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I've come from?
'Cause there are people, who believe it

...How can I get back to where I've come from, now...?
How do I get back to where I've come from, now?

My little black heart ...

Little Black Heart by A-ha 

I never saw sunlight
Burn as bright
I never felt darkness
The way I feel it tonight

You say it's getting better
You say it's allright

But I never felt darkness
Like I feel it tonight
Little black heart

Raindrops on my window
I can't tell them apart
Like the few things forgiven
In my little black heart

You say it's getting better
We just never got it right

But I never felt darkness
The way I feel it tonight
Little black heart

Some day we will shine
Like the moon in the morning
Like the sun when it's dawning
Yes the sun when it's dawning
The sun

Some day we will shine
Like the moon in the morning
Like the sun when it's dawning
Yes the sun when it's dawning
The sun

Raindrops on my window
I can't tell them apart
Like a few things forgotten
And a few things ignored

You say it's getting better
You say it's allright

But I never felt darkness
The way I feel it tonight
Little black heart

About the impact of attitude on life ...

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”

 Charles R. Swindoll (American Writer and Clergyman, b.1934)

Era - Ameno

Utopia ...

"Without the utopians of other times, men would still live in caves, miserable and naked;...utopia is the principle of all progress, and the essay into a better world. "

Anatole France

Utopia by Brendan Perry

I feel greater than the sum of all my parts
A domestic beast with a hairy heart
Trapped within a walled suburbia

I've found my tastes are somewhat underground
Between the shadows and the cracks
I'm building my utopia

I need to break free from all that binds
That makes me old before my time
In this world of dystopia
My love is like a bright guiding light
Shining in the darkness of the night
The star of my utopia

In the motion of the sea
In the air that we breathe
Can you feel me
In the stars and in the trees
In the sound of the bees
Can you hear me

Caged golden memories
Time has come to show your true feelings
I know it's the only way to be
When the same old feelings come out of me

I feel greater than the sum of all my parts
A space jockey from a distant star
Marooned upon dystopia
I've found my tastes are somewhat underground
Between the shadows and the cracks
I'm building my utopia

In the motion of the sea
In the air that we breathe
Can you feel me
In the stars and in the trees
In the sound of the bees
Can you hear me

In our utopia
You will be queen
And I will be king
In our utopia
You will be free
To be whoever you want to be