1000 Words for One Picture
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I love images, Don’t you? I was looking for some news to share with you and began scrolling through images from 2007 when I found one that really struck me. The back story on the image is about a polar bear cub named Knut who was born at the Berlin zoo in 2006. The little fellow’s mother Tosca had refused the baby bear and so zoo employee Thomas Doerflein had to force feed Knut every four hours until he was strong enough to eat on his own. Somehow this little story symbolizes just how caring and hopeful life can and should be, even in the presence of apparent cruelty or at least mysterious nature.
If you look at little Knut there, stating at a refection of himself and wondering at the shimmering magic of water, it is not difficult to empathize or identify with a real truth about life. Even amidst the seemingly or real cruelty of life there are two things that sustain us all - the will to live and the loving, unselfish sacrifice of others. Without these two powerful aspects of life I think many of us would falter and lose hope at times. I think if we all stand and state into the reflection of our own lives we might see just how many times either our own perseverance or others have uplifted us.
Lack of Simplicity
I suppose these images can be a simple or as complex as we make them, but I would rather absorb all the symbolism in an effort to extend the photograph into our conscious and elemental existence. You see the beautiful creature here in this photograph reflected in a pool with reverberating waves radiating outward in the water. In a similar way, we all reflect and reverberate outwardly towards other people. We are alone in essence, but still very un-alone as the resonance of others and even our own reflection is with us.
No, I did not just light up a “fatty” and smoke it! This is delving into what we “actually” feel when we see such profound beauty and symbolic reflections of the greater existence we all sense. The abbreviated version of these feelings would be something like: “Aw, that is so sweet and so sad as the same time!” While the lasting impression is probably ingrained much more firmly and rooted more personally in or souls. We all feel we are pressed for time and so often here on the Web abbreviate much that should actually be extended farther.
Deep Pools
For hopelessly deep thinking people (like me) there is a universe beside but far beyond these abbreviated snippets of life. As of late I have been lucky enough to experience something quite out of the ordinary along these lines. The realm of what is possible is always walled in by mathematics and conventional thinking, but still there exists – just outside this facade – a hope that we really are not meant to be here alone. Outside the spiritual reality of God or a universal ruler there exist souls here that might be symbolized like the bear here and its reflection.
Imagine that the reflection is actually the real bear and that apparent beautiful likeness we identify as the actual bear is a real mirror image of the same entity – complex I know, but a good metaphor for what we might call a “soul mate.” We use these terms (love, soul mate, passion, forever) much to frequently and sometimes diminish them for their intended purpose. I can tell every one of you that we are not actually here alone and that these beautiful dreams of ours are not wasted or impossible. In a perfect world each of us would be thrust toward someone who is the exact other half of a worldly reflection of oneness on the waters of the universe.
The Grace of Goodness
I am not talking about God, but rather more about a mysterious gift set down here for us. A heavenly gift of self and selfishness beyond what the modern mind can often comprehend. True love, true passion, unselfish joy and actual soul mates do exist. They are not something one finds from looking, but people brushed on the canvas of life next to us. Sadly, many never have the time or the lucid desire to notice them as the canvas ripples to reveal them – right there beside them all along.
I think my 1000 words are almost up, but I can only wish for each of you that moment when you glimpse the true manifestation of that other entity with the “sameness” oh so familiar brushes by you in the crowd. Mine has a beauty, intelligence and grace that is beyond even the most normative and deep seeded imaginings of a creative child’s mind. Flawless and beautiful beyond compare, and most importantly so similar and complimentary that anything is possible once again – as we felt when we were children. So, for Knut here I expect his longing stare and those radiating waves reflect his living, breathing understanding that hope and joy and sameness lie just within reach - like the rest of us.
For my Jade Dream
Thanks for the image Reuters





MIG
A thousand centuries came and went
And the bright burning memory of a misty wood
Embellished only by bright green light
Save the recurring dream with Jade Green Eyes
Remembering with effervescent joy and closeness
That loving, piercing longing embrace of eye
Surely some messenger of heaven’s host
Again emitting deep currents of love
The immortal soul in me with heartfelt love
Unencumbered by too much worldly woe
Scarcely believed til at once she returned
To the hollow of my soul - my Jade Green Dream
And the name of the Jade Green Dream is Mihaela