sábado, 31 de octubre de 2015

Celebrando el ¡Dia de la Policia! En Argentina con vecinos.

PATRIA DE TODOS

¿Qué puede en contra de toda corrupción?
¿Qué esperanza cuando todo este´ perdido?
¿Cuál oración para llegar a que la escuchen?
¿Qué discurso para decir? ¡Aquí estoy!


¡Aquí presente, para hacer tu voluntad!
Una música que va más allá del sueño más imposible…
¡El canto de un pueblo unido!


¡Algo que tiene éxito a pesar de todo obstáculo!
La realidad de lo cotidiano luchando por lo bueno,
¡Y una bandera flameando pura convicción!

            Por: Karla

domingo, 25 de octubre de 2015

PREPARING FOR NOVEMBER!!! And the Day of Music!!!

COMPLEMENTResultado de imagen para complement music

What satisfaction in life!
When the pieces fall into place, math makes sense!
Something like a puzzle to be filled,
A problem solved, that had been intense.
Resultado de imagen para complement 
A musical chord to be found,
Or a purpose revealed, our senses sound!

And when we find complementary souls and hearts,
The fulfillment is at its maximum.
There is no limit, no border, age, all is remedy.
Being this the true conversion of all of humanity.

It is felt intuitively at the first glance.
Some great load lifted off, a dream perchance.
Some profound connection found.
And new energetic music fills the air…
As poetry converts into music and song!

                   By: Karla
Saint Cecilia is said to have heard heavenly music inside her heart when she was forced to marry the pagan, Valerian. A wealth of music, art and festivals in honor of St. Cecilia has grown from this little bit of information from her biography. She is the acclaimed patron saint of music, especially church music, as well as that of musicians, composers, instrument makers and poets. The name Cecilia means blind and so, although we don't know if she herself couldn't see, she is also the Catholic patron saint of the blind.
Saint Cecilia BiographyIt is believed that St. Cecilia was born in the 2nd or 3d century A.D., although the dates of her birth and martyrdom are unknown. A religious romance telling the love story of Saint Cecilia and Valerian appeared in Greece during the 4th century A.D., and there is a biography of St Cecilia dating from the 5th century A.D. She is purported to have been the daughter of a wealthy Roman family, a Christian from birth, who was promised in marriage to a pagan named Valerian. Cecilia, however, had vowed her virginity to God, and wore sackcloth, fasted and prayed in hopes of keeping this promise. Saint Cecilia disclosed her wishes to her husband on their wedding night. She told Valerian that an angel watched over her to guard her purity. He wanted to see the angel, so St. Cecilia sent him to Pope Urban(223-230). Accounts of how and when Valerian saw the angel vary, but one states that he was baptized by the Pope, and, upon his return to Saint Cecilia, they were both given heavenly crowns by an angel. Another version recounts that Tibertius, Valerian's brother, sees the crowns and he too is converted.
The two brothers then make it their mission to bury Christian martyrs put to death by the prefect of the city. In turn, they were brought in front of the prefect and sentenced to death by the sword. Cecilia, in the meantime, continued to make many conversions, and prepared to have her home preserved as a church at her death.
Finally, she too was arrested and brought before the prefect. He ruled that she should die by suffocation in the baths. Saint Cecilia was locked into the bathhouse and the fires vigorously stoked. She remained there for a day and a night but was still alive when the soldiers opened the doors. She was then ordered beheaded, but the executioner, after striking three times without severing St Cecilia's head, ran away, leaving her badly wounded.
St. Cecilia Medal
St. Cecilia hung onto life for three days after the mortal blows, preaching all the while. She made many more conversions and people came to soak up her flowing blood with sponges and cloths. There exists in Rome a church in St. Cecilia's honor that dates from about the fifth century. Her relics were believed to have been found by Pope Paschal I in 821 A.D., in the cemetery of St. Celestas. These remains were exhumed in 1599, when Cardinal Paul Emilius Sfondrati rebuilt the church of St. Cecilia, and said to be incorrupt.
St. Cecilia's following flourished during the Middle Ages in Europe. Songs were sung in her name, poetry was written, paintings with St. Cecilia as the subject were created, and her feast day, on November 22 was happily celebrated. She continued to be a popular topic for the arts well into the 18th century. Hans Memling, in 1470, painted St. Cecilia playing the organ at the mystical marriage of Catherine of Alexandria. In 1584 she was named patroness of the academy of music founded in Rome. Raphael painted her at Bologna, Rubens at Berlin and Domenichino in Paris. Chaucer commemorates her in his Second Nun's Tale and Handel set John Dryden's "Ode to Saint Ceclia" to music in 1736. Never was so much made of such a tiny bit of pseudo-biographical information. St. Cecilia, said to have heard heavenly music at one moment of her life, became the patroness of all western music. Even the Andrews sisters, in 1941, recorded a song, "The Shrine of St. Cecilia."
Saint Cecilia Medal
The Saint Cecilia medal, typically features her at the organ, the traditional instrument of the Catholic Church, sometimes with angelic hosts gathered around her. St. Cecilia societies still flourish around the world, often sponsoring musical events and contests. There is a beautiful St. Cecilia Cathedral in Omaha, Nebraska, the diocese of which claims her as their patron saint. In fact, anyone involved with Church music will know of the feast day of Saint Cecilia and what it represents. Prayers to her ask God's blessings on musicians and the hymns they proclaim to Him. Musician or not in her real life, St. Cecilia, by her devout, musical followings has certainly earned the right to be called the patroness of music.

viernes, 16 de octubre de 2015

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HIJA!!!

NACE UNA ESTRELLA


(¡En el día del cumple de mi hija, 16 octubre!!!)

¿Qué es la soledad?
Ese espacio lo llenaste.
Un recuerdo de otro tiempo,
Que ya no existe más…

Horas triste, casi, casi desesperadas,
Ojos en el reloj,
La ausencia de aire puro;
El tiempo… momentos contado.

Faltaba la mano que me sostiene.
La alegría, una sonrisa sencilla…

¿Qué es la soledad?
Que alguna vez me perseguía;
Tempestuoso recuerdos
De algo que me faltara tanto.

¿Qué es la soledad?
Quedo en el pasado.
Naciste Vos, hijita,
La mano femenino que me sostiene.
La alegría, una sonrisa sencilla,..

Y la soledad,…
Se quedó olvido, y en el ¡pasado!

        Por: Karla

miércoles, 14 de octubre de 2015

Mi cancion para Hoy!!! Especially for Luciano Buongiorno!!!

INTERVENCION DIVINA


En un mundo de excesos de pecado,
Desastre naturales,
Ofensas mortales…

De conflicto, guerra,
Muchos problemas,
Desanimo, desencuentros, desamor…

Bis: Hay una canción
       Que late en el corazón.

Estribillo: Hay una esperanza,
                  Que baila feliz.
                  Hay una lágrima persistente,
                  Hay algo de lo más allá, que nos hace re-vivir.

Por una risa inesperada,
Por el anhelo de un día más….
Bis: Por soluciones a lo imposible,
       A mi desdichado ser, algo más me das!

          
                         Por: Karla

martes, 13 de octubre de 2015

En El Cafe Literario de Padre Hernan!!! de october!

MORE THAN A DREAM!


It is more than one could dream!
As kids we wished for toppings
Going beyond cherries topping cream!

We imagined happenings so great.
We anticipated it and could hardly wait.


Life has brought more than what we imagined;
With the hope to transmit the power of believing.
Built somehow upon suffering, in immense grieving.

Now the symbol is greater and yet so simple…
Like everyday life, beaten milk and spice
Decorating a pleasant cup of coffee,


A contradiction, the greatness of union with others, shared,
And appreciating the one with which we are paired!
                     By: Karla






miércoles, 7 de octubre de 2015

Practice a foreign language with someone!!!

THE CALL OF THE WILD!

Why send out missioners two in two?
Each one has to start with at least one…
Discovering our likenesses can be great fun!

When others see our harmony and wellbeing,
They will join in with us, from vices, fleeing!

When two or more are gathered in His name,
Be assured, the World is better, never the same!

Each one expectant of the other´s needs…
Providing and serving, while singing, and sowing seeds.

When love is built on a solid base,
Beyond all obstacles,
Miraculously flourishes… the human race.

So what is more healthy and good?
Than commonwealth, and brotherhood!


                  By: Karla

Un poco de picardia!!! Musical artists painted on a Wall!

MURAL SOBRE EL VIEJO ALMACÉN


Hasta las piedras gritan.
Los ladrillos cantan.
La pared emita latidos,
Como el corazón de un pasado de grandes pecados…
Palpitando el deseo de estar recordado, ¡con amor!


¨Solo con un poco de picardia¨
Y Cantando, con la música en el seno,
¡Podemos ganar al cielo!

Solo con un corazón contrito sobrepasamos toda historia.

Solo llegando a términos con el pasado,
 Construimos los retos de lo más profundo de nuestros interiores.

El anciano de la esquina se acuerda con tristeza,
Sin esperanza, camina lento,
Pero sus ojos aun brillan anhelando
Vida eterna, ¡si no nueva juventud!

Mientras, escrito en las nubes,
Queda impresa la victoria,
De una conversión cantada
En promesas sublime y hablando desde el mas allá.
                       Por: Karla





sábado, 3 de octubre de 2015

CAMBALACHE (Swapping, Exchanging)



cambalache

  1. m. Trueque de objetos de poco valor, a veces con intención de engañar:
    salió perdiendo con el cambalache.
  2. amer. Tienda en que se compran y venden prendas, joyas o muebles usados:
    adquirió ese abrigo de segunda mano en un cambalache.
Cambalache es un tango argentino compuesto en 1934 por Enrique Santos Discépolo para la película El alma del bandoneón, estrenada al año siguiente. Allí lo interpretó Ernesto Famá con el acompañamiento de la orquesta de Francisco Lomuto. El estreno de Cambalache fue en el Teatro Maipo, a fines de 1934, donde, a pedido de Discépolo, lo cantó por primera vez Sofía "La Negra" Bozán.
Una de las estrofas más conocidas del tango dice "Igual que en la vidriera irrespetuosa de los cambalaches se ha mezclao la vida, y herida por un sable sin remaches ves llorar la Biblia junto a un calefón...". De aquí surge la frase "La Biblia y el calefón", que contrasta un libro de gran valor religioso con un artefacto mundano, la cual fue empleada —entre otras cosas—

CAMBALACHE INESPERADO

Lo que nadie nunca esperaba:
Ver la sonrisa y cara brillando, victoriosa,
Con las palabras apropiadas,
Al costado de nuestro corazón tan lastimado
Por las puñaladas de una lanza
Que atravesó la sensibilidad.

Con las palabras apropiadas
La sonrisa, cara brillando,
Victoriosa,
y un milagro inesperado,
¡Hiciste y haces... lo que nadie nunca esperaba!

(Por: Karla (Bear!!!! Es como una Misericordi ¨Osa¨!!!)



Graciela y Karla con El Padre Russo (Catedral Primada de Buenos Aires,
en la Reunion de Curia, Legion de Maria, octubre, 2015)... y con la Virgen Milagrosa!!!

Lunch at Ana´s house before English class with Matias! Chupin de Pescado!



And a delicious lemonaide made by Esteban!!!

viernes, 2 de octubre de 2015

LITTLE LAMBS!!!


LITTLE LAMBS!


(Oct. 2, 2015.  I had a dream the other night about a week ago, the beginning of Spring here in Argentina!  We, (like a team of us) had to go deep down into something like a mountain or cave- like structure with different levels.  It was very dangerous and difficult, especially to go down there (probably a symbol for the need to maintain a humble attitude!)  We were to bring back coffee and tea that was delicious, along with rolls and delicious things to eat to accompany the drinks.  It was almost an impossible mission, but magically some kind of beings like angels or special persons came with wings on and helped us bring up the delicious messages to God, or maybe a human father (along with others) who was in a heavenly, better place.)  Then today, after listening to the music by David Gilmoure of Pink Floyd, called ¨High Hopes¨, I began to think of the following poem:)

We give thanks that you revealed to the Little Ones
Marvelous wonders, truths, prophecies…
We step up in awe, trusting and relishing
With promises realized, which we have seen.

We hold onto the greatest of dreams!
Like brilliant, shinning lights in colorful beams!

What the wise, the rich or great lack,
We hold in our souls; bringing back the best, not to look back!
Heading forward with a deeper, profound knowledge and mark;
Faces shinning like stars in the dark!
                       
 We give thanks that you revealed to the Little Ones
Marvelous wonders, truths, prophecies…
We step up in awe, trusting and relishing
With promises realized, which we have seen.

                        By: Karla


Explanation of Dream

I got this dream mixed up with another night of dreams, but they both have to do with a poem I wrote called “Little Lambs”.  I have been having many dreams lately, but I tend to forget what they are about upon waking up. 

It could be that going down in a structure is going deep into oneself, to the most profound interior, the unconscious, or like coming to a faraway country so far south, to the end of the World.  Taking information could be to take what I have gained in knowledge and experience back to my siblings and relatives, friends, in the US, or somehow elevating it to another World of Spirits, God and my father, to others who have died.

The angels and beings could be like my son (whose middle name is “Angelo”), who has benefits for traveling from his work, and the fact that there is a government that makes it possible.  

The drinks and delicious things to eat could symbolize poetry, music and songs.  To be able to express all of this puts on pressure and takes psychic energy and, of course, to maintain humility is always an important subject!