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With the sad date of 9/11 upon us, TV stations are showing us programs on it; we just watched one last night, on the Marriot Hotel, at the foot of the Twin Towers, stories of horror, sadness, loss, courage and joy.
I remember that terrible day, seeing it develop on TV, not believing my eyes, crying.
I still cannot get my head around it. How just a few people could change the lives of so many.
Whenever anyone there speaks of it... whether it be man or woman young or old, they ALL still become emotional, unable for a moment to go on, the tears rolling...
A 'miraculous' survivor ( a lawyer) just said how it had changed his life, his goal in life now to be kind and gentle to people, never to hurt anybody.
Does it really take such an immense tragedy to change somebody's 'way' of life and their behaviour?
I'm sad. I have laid too many loved ones to rest already, I know what grief is!
Why not take a moment, silence, and think of what you are actually doing?
Are you as kind as you could be?
A Belgian poet, Alice Nahon (Antwerp, 16-08-1896 – Antwerp, 21-05-1933), wrote many beautiful, sensitive poems, but she’s probably best remembered for this one. Well, I never forgot it…
AVONDLIEDEKE III
't Is goed in 't eigen hert te kijken
Nog even vóór het slapen gaan,
Of ik van dageraad tot avond
Geen enkel hert heb zeer gedaan
Of ik geen ogen heb doen schreien,
Geen weemoed op een wezen lei;
Of ik aan liefdeloze mensen
Een woordeke van liefde zei.
En vind ik in het huis mijns herten,
Dat ik één droefenis genas,
Dat ik mijn armen heb gewonden
Rondom één hoofd, dat eenzaam was...;
Dan voel ik op mijn jonge lippen,
Die goedheid lijk een avondzoen...
't Is goed in 't eigen hert te kijken
En zó z'n ogen toe te doen.
I’ll try and translate it:
Eveningsong III
It's good to look into your heart,
Just before closing your eyes,
If I, from dusk to dawn,
Did not bring pain to anybody's heart.
If I did not make anybody cry,
Nor bring sadness on any soul,
If I spoke a word of solace
To a loveless being.
And if, in my home of heart,
Find I healed one wound,
That I find I wrapped my arms
Around ONE head, that was lonely...;
Then I feel, upon my young lips,
That goodness like an evening kiss
It's GOOD to look into your heart,
And close your eyes this way...
Not a bad way to go to sleep.
This was a rose that I transplanted in the pouring rain, beginning of February, it rewarded me with many blooms this Summer! This was taken after yet another shower!
I wish you a day filled with peace in your heart! Thanx, M, (*_*)
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11.09.14 Concepción
Manifestación en conmemoración de los 41 años del golpe militar con el objetivo de llegar al frontis de la Catedral y realizar una velatón, es fuertemente reprimida por Carabineros.
Por la noche se registraron barricadas y enfrentamientos con la policia en poblaciones de las comunas del Gran Concepción
/CAMILA LASSALLE