Heart Mother Nature!

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Actually, at the beginning of the week, I planned another challenging task: translating a work from Carl Jung. Still, I did have to settle for a short article because my wife’s sister-in-law, whom I might have mentioned before with a tumour in her head spending her last days, has finally found salvation.

In the artist’s series of interesting environmental renditions, man and his creations are of the Earth. Nothing man-made cannot be swallowed by the mossy green land on which it rests. Sometimes, even man is part of the emerald landscape that engulfs and supports architecture and makes objects. So, is it a struggle to keep afloat or an agreement to work as one?
Avramidis’ thought-provoking paintings will be on display as part of his first UK solo exhibition entitled Caretakers at Jacob’s Island Gallery through October 20, 2012.

Honestly, I am not a nature expert and know little about the names of plants or flowers. I don’t know if they ever know my name! However, I know my wife, Regina, is an expert; her highest enjoyment is walking between the flowers and the trees. Therefore, I suggested walking in a beautiful part of our town to try calming her sad heart (as I have enough experience with losing loved ones!). The city where we live is not a nice one at all, but a lot of green areas surround the environment.

So, in Ralph Waldo Emerson’s words, NaturNaturees a noble human need, namely the love for Beauty. The ancient Greeks called the world a word that means ornament, beauty.

Ralph G. Emerson referred to nature as the “Universal Being”; he believed there was a spiritual sense of the natural world around him. Depicting this sense of “Universal Being,” Emerson states, “The aspect of natureNatureevout.
Tʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ Cʜʀɪsᴛ’s ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇ sᴘɪʀɪᴛᴜᴀʟɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ɴᴀᴍᴇʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴏғ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ. Tʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛs ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ɢᴀᴛʜᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɪʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛs ʀᴏᴏᴛs ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ. ~ C.G. Jᴜɴɢ Lᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ V. Wʜɪᴛᴇ, Lᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs, Vᴏʟ II (1951-1961
Pic Ƒяσм Ƭ. Aвяαχαѕ, via Petra Glimmdall

Anyway, this time, I have more pictures than words to share, and I think there is not much to say as the images speak for themselves. Here are the photos I took during our walk.

I believe there is no need to be a plant expert, as we are partly created by Mother Nature. Still, we must be aware of our essence and keep it safe as far as possible.

By the way, I got a message from WP that I have reached 1k followers! As I gratefully wonder how it could happen, I must confess that I am just happy that many of these friendly people don’t care about my humble posts or write comments; otherwise, I would be bushed!😜🙏💖

Kahlil Gibran on Laws

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Our moral freedom reaches as far as our consciousness and, thus, our liberation from compulsion and captivity. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, pages 546-547 (from C.J. Depth Psychology)

By Petra Glimmdall 💖🙏

These days, because of my activities in helping the Iranian people, I have been deeply involved in establishing a fair and just system based on sound laws to help the Iranian people. However, finding a suitable constitution for a young nation (in the term of democracy) is not easy. It is not only the laws that make society fair; every individual must learn how to live in a democratic society.

Understanding freedom depends on the laws and anti-laws we legislate! Kahlil Gibran has an excellent explanation. I hope you enjoy it.

From The Prophet

Painting by Kahlil Gibran 1883-1931 – Tutt’Art@

People of Orphalese, you can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?

Then the lawyer said, but what of our laws, master?
And he answered:
You delight in laying down laws,
Yet you delight more in breaking them.
Like children playing by the ocean who build sand towers with constancy and then destroy them with laughter.
But while you build your sand towers, the ocean brings more sand to the shore, and when you destroy them, the ocean laughs with you.
Verily, the ocean always laughs with the innocent.

But what of those to whom life is not an ocean, and man-made laws are not sand towers,
But to whom life is a rock, and the law a chisel with which they would carve it in their own likeness?
What of the cripple who hates dancers?
What of the ox who loves his yoke and deems the elk and deer of the forest stray and vagrant thin?

What of the old serpent who cannot shed his skin
and calls all others naked and shameless?
And of him who comes early to the wedding feast and, when over-fed and tired, goes his way, saying that all feasts are violations and all feasters are lawbreakers?

What shall I say of these save that they, too, stand in the sunlight, but with their backs to the sun?
They see only their shadows, and their shadows are their laws.
And what is the sun to them but a caster of shadows?
And what is it to acknowledge the laws but to stoop down and trace their shadows upon the earth?
But you who walk facing the sun, what images drawn on the earth can hold you?
You who travel with the wind, what weather vane shall direct your course?
What man’s law shall bind you if you break your yoke but upon no man’s prison door?
What shall you fear if you dance but stumble against no man’s iron chains?
And who is he that shall bring you to judgment if you tear off your garment yet leave it in no man’s path?

People of Orphalese, you can muffle the drum and loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?

Thank you! 🙏💕💥