Sunday, October 22, 2017

Nella Fantasia


I visited with an old friend the other day. He was lamenting the loss of peace in the world and not just in faraway places. The peace that once was the charm of a section of his home city, where he and his wife could stroll at a leisurely pace and then duck into a charming boutique if it started to rain or on sunny days, sit together at the table of a sidewalk café and nibble on fresh baked pastries while watching people walk happily by…that peace, that security was replaced by riotous pandemonium. Hateful students chanting hateful slogans and forcing good folks to leave and stores to close their doors, took over their happy places. The places became dirty and an aura of discontent, chaos and gloom was now the tone of the area.

He said he had taken to reading and re-reading the Bible for comfort and consolation. I agreed with the idea and determined to take on my own study.  And then, just today I read a quote by Thomas S. Monson:

“Out of Nazareth and down through the generations of time come His excellent example, His welcome words, His divine deeds.

They inspire patience to endure affliction, strength to bear grief, courage to face death, and confidence to meet life. In this world of chaos, of trial, of uncertainty, never has our need for such divine guidance been more desperate.

Lessons from Nazareth, Capernaum, Jerusalem, Galilee transcend the barriers of distance, the passage of time, the limits of understanding, and bring to troubled hearts a light and a way.”

From deep in the back of my mind a song, one of my favorites was pushing through the despair I had felt and now accompanied the hope I was experiencing instead.

Nella fantasia io vedo un mondo giusto
Li tutti vivono in pace e in onestà
Io sogno d'anime che sono sempre libere
Come le nuvole che volano
Pien' d'umanità in fondo all'anima

It is such a beautiful song when preformed in Italian by the group Amici Forever written by Chiara Ferrau and the incredible Ennio Morricone for the movie “The Mission”.

The translation shows how perfect it is for what I am wishing for now…

In my imagination (nella fantasia) I see a fair world,
Everyone lives in peace and in honesty there.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.

In my imagination I see a bright world,
Even the night is less dark there.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like clouds that fly.

In my imagination there exists a warm wind,
That breathes on the cities, like a friend.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like clouds that fly,
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.

I was born in post war America. The country was putting itself back together. Patriotism, security, peace and family were foremost in everyone’s mind. Those who had tasted the bitterness of a world at war worked hard to establish peace. Oh that we could only have a fair world where everyone lives in peace and in honesty today. What can I do?  What can we do?

 The Dalai Lama is quoted as saying: “The Planet does not need more successful people, the planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kind."

And we only need to look as far as John Lennon who takes it it a step further by saying “Peace is not something you wish for; it’s something you make, something you do, something you are and something you give away".

That I can do. I'll start by sharing this beautiful and peaceful song....





Sunday, October 8, 2017

The Worth of a Soul


I arrived at a point today when I inadvertently took upon myself the heavy burden of comparison.  Without realizing it my mind established and then without question confirmed that I was not as talented as this person, as successful as that person, as experienced, humble or wise as another. I was neither as healthy, as educated, as fun nor articulate as that person over there nor am I as compassionate or capable as the person down the street. Once begun, the spiral of comparison was taking me down to a place that puts out a welcome mat for those who think they are somehow less deserving, less important and without significance. 

I’m tired I thought.

But I needed to take the trash can out and bring in the mail. Even lowly me could handle that!

The evenings are chilly now and the sun was just going down so I put on a light coat and wheeled the garbage out to the street.  My eye caught the flight of a small bird overhead.

A clear voice spoke to my woeful mind…”Does the Lord love the mighty eagle more than he loves a little chickadee?”

I stopped in my tracks.

I heard….”Does the Lord love a wild stallion more than he loves a blue butterfly?”

I picked up my step and picked up on the game….adding my own thoughts now…Does the Lord love the turbulent oceans more than he loves the gentle brook? Does the Lord love a powerful king more than he loves a helpless child?...... Does the Lord love the accomplished neighbor down the street more than he loves me?… And there it was.

Truth

The Lord knows me and He loves me for what I do.  He knows the neighbor and He loves her for what she does.  He loves the eagle and he loves the chickadee. He doesn’t expect the chickadee to be an eagle and he doesn’t expect the eagle to be a chickadee.  We all serve a purpose if we all serve Him.

Joy replaced the dismal thoughts and I walked with a lighter step to retrieve the mail.

Inside the mailbox I find an overstuffed envelope addressed simply to “Grandma” .  Once back inside the kitchen I eagerly open the letter to find two paper airplanes an origami boat and an origami hat folded using blue lined school paper.  Each with the words (written in the hand of a 7 year old boy) “I LOVE YOU”.

What value can be placed on someone who is loved by the Lord and loved by her family!

President Dieter F. Uchtdorf  was right when he said,  “The Lord uses a scale very different from the world’s to weigh the worth of a soul”

When I climb into bed tonight, even though I didn’t conquer the world, I gave my widow’s mite so I’ll be able to pull up the covers, click off the light and say “I did what I could today and I am loved. “

And...I’m grateful the Lord created eagles AND chickadees.