viernes, 31 de enero de 2020

A PROMISING NEW YEAR!


A NEW YEAR, A NEW DECADE!
(By Karla Wagener, January 31, 2020)
      ¨A time to Love, A time to sing¨
 ¨I just wanna feel real love in the home that I live in¨
As is usual I am writing a New Year´s (New Decade) Resolution letter.
It seems so clear to me now that I felt it was not necessary to explain it.  I believe and I am experiencing that when we purely feel real love deeply it makes it possible for us to make a move in the correct way and for the surroundings around us to be better.  Feeling this deep real love is the first step and the base of all we need.  So I am making my letter short this time and have high hopes for the future despite a time things surely could not be worse.  We must make it better!
How to acquire this feeling is like practicing the Art of love.  I will continue to write (and sing) about all this as the year progresses.


domingo, 26 de enero de 2020

Happy Birthday! Violette!


VIOLA

(By: Karla Wagener on January 26, 2020, for my great niece Violette)


Bloom, little flower bloom!
Throw your sweet perfume
Up into the air.

Bloom,
Life nonetheless,
Lived without a care.

Yet, in my garden,
Unperceived, you are there!

Bloom, bloom coming forth in beauty,
Miraculously manifesting
Joys of life,
Of some existence
That goes beyond all comprehension!

To be felt.
To be smelt, and heard,
On a dreary Sunday afternoon.

viernes, 17 de enero de 2020

A short story to start off the New Year and New Decade!


STARTING OFF RIGHT

(By: Karla Wagener, December 31, 2019)
It was the most exciting day in Ruby´s life!
In Myriam´s building there was a puppy crying desperately.  It had been crying all that Sunday night, but on Monday morning it was out of control, barking and whining.
Myriam was at her wits´ end.  ¨What disgraceful people¨, she exclaimed to Graciela on the phone.
Graciela replied, ¨Call Animal Protection¨.
Myriam was afraid of reprisals.  Graciela insisted, ¨First it is necessary to find out what is happening.  Then call the police and after that Animal Protection¨!
¨The woman on the second floor peered over and is asking me who the puppy belongs to. She says there is a puppy and it is desperate to go inside.  I don´t know who I can call.  The puppy cries and then calms down, then cries again¨, Myriam continued.
¨If I were there I´d be the first one knocking on the door and then calling the police¨, said Graciela as she hung up the phone.
Myriam shrugged.  She was afraid of what the puppy´s owners might do if she tried to intervene, and they were living in the same building.  There might be problems later.
Graciela was more practical.  She began to plan her strategy.  She looked up the link to Animal Protection.  Then she remembered she had a contact that loved animals and went to great lengths to protect them.  Graciela felt No fear when she knew someone was suffering.
Myriam noticed the apartment was being fixed up.  She wasn´t sure if the renters had entered there yet.  Her husband, Horacio had asked the doorman about it earlier that day, but he didn´t know anything, or wouldn´t say. 
The neighbor peered over again; ¨Someone is going towards the door of the puppy´s apartment.
At that very moment a City bus crashed into a car on the corner of the apartment complex.  The noise resounded throughout the building.  The puppy reacted by quieting down and stayed still more afraid of the noise than its desperation or because of its loneliness and predicament.
Graciela continued trying to communicate with her contact or just anyone from Animal Protection.  No one answered.
During this period of time, the puppy quieted down.  When Myriam´s dog, Harry noticed the lack of noise from the puppy, he started to bark hysterically and running up and down the corridor from their apartment to the elevator.
Graciela finally decided to call the police.  Meanwhile, Myriam climbed up onto the terrace and Horacio arrived just then from work and found Myriam perched on top of a bookshelf trying to reach the back door and break into the apartment to see what was happening.
Finally, Graciela got a call in to the police and said she was passing by the apatments and she saw a puppy in great distress.
Then Myriam shouted to Horacio, ¨I can see the puppy.  It is knocking it´s head on the glass door and has started to bark again¨.
Within 10 minutes a police car pulled up and the puppy immediately quieted down again.
What happened=
There was a loud bang and it was obvious that the police had broken through into the apartment.
There lay Ruby and her owner, too weak and groggy to react.  There was a gas leak and they were somnambulant, almost asleep, going off into another world.
 Ruby was the puppy´s mother and the puppy was destined to be adopted by a neighbor for Epiphany. The puppy had been left out on the terrace in case it had to pee.  The day before Kiara had taken Ruby to the riverside.  Just as they were near the edge of the water it started to thunder.  The lifeguards made all of the swimmers get out of the water.  It started to rain a few drops.  Ruby stared shockingly at the water.  She saw that Kiara had started to run towards the car.  Ruby ran fast like lightning.  She took off and ran past Kiara.  Everyone ran to their cars.  They wanted to get out of the rain.  Ruby tried to get into the car stationed next to Kiara´s.  She hated the rain.  The people in that car were afraid of Ruby because they had a small child.  Ruby was harmless, but how to tell them?  It started to rain even harder.  Everyone shouted and Ruby turned around to go to Kiara´´¡s car, as Kiara opened the door.
They drove back to the apartment in the pouring rain and left their wet clothes to dry by the fire leaving the gas stove on.  Kiara put the puppy in the terrace.  They were all so tired from running in the dense sand and from the excitement that they fell asleep and the gas flame died out leaving carbon dioxide filling the air.
Thanks to Graciela´s urgent call, Kiara and Ruby could still enjoy the Holidays even after such a tremendous experience, and the New Year began with Kiara thinking ¨We are still alive¨!
That is how Myriam, Graciela and Kiara became friends and the tea-time group began.  It was also the beginning of Harry and Ruby´s wonderful friendship.


HAVE I GOT SONGS FOR YOU IN 2020!


PREPARING A DWELLING

A LITTLE BIT BETTER!
(By: Karla Wagener, December 24, 2019)
Perhaps this was more than what I had hoped for, or perhaps it was different, better perhaps or somehow where things came to terms, came together.  It is what it is!  Perhaps I have learned to accept what comes and appreciate it fully now that I am in the autumn of life.  Perhaps I have built a sound foundation!
In ways, when I was a teenager in the late ´60s and there was so much movement, change and passionate energy, I imagined some kind of commune or shared living that was better than the consumer, individualistic, perhaps hypocritical, American society where I had grown up.  I questioned to myself how a better life could balance out and work well.  The ideals of the first settlers amazed me.  I wondered what happened and how to make it all better, even as a young child.  As a matter of fact, many people talked and thought about these matters as wars raged and social unrest continued.  The music in those years accompanied my wonderings.
Our thoughts form ¨a way with words¨.  These words turn into realities, lyrics, or take on some physical presence.    It helps to construct what will happen later.  It helps prepare a dwelling, not only for the body, but also for the spirit.    The words or writings help us know what to do, what direction to take, what project to follow.  There is definitely ¨a way with words¨!
My concerns towards another type of way of living took me to Ecuador and South America.  I met and married with an Argentine man and after about 12 years of working and trying to survive in New Mexico, we moved to Buenos Aires with our two kids in 1987, attempting to re-conciliate confusing questions of existence.
Needless to say, much has happened and it hasn´t been easy, but now late in life we found a small cabin style house on a land that has two prefabricated cabins and lots of flowers, plants, and a covered place to make cookouts.  We had been looking for a change in life.  It seems to have been made for us.  There is a cabin for our son and one for our daughter.  When they are not using the cabins, relatives, friends and even not-so-much friends, shall we say acquaintances, can come and share this place with us near the Uruguay River and the Hot Springs in a small town, but big enough to have cultural activities.  It seems funny to me as I remember how much I have always liked cabins!

This place has resolved many of my concerns about social imbalances.  We are the owners, but we share so there is no reason to have disputes or major turmoil.  Everyone who comes seems to want to help with the work, and all want to have a good time.  At least for a while we can find a haven away from a hard reality in the modern world.  No one stays too long so this is a cardinal factor. (Excuse the pun!)  It is a complex situation to try to balance differences and produce an environment that allows for common grounds.  Daily attention to these details is necessary.
My adolescent contemplations begin to take form somehow mysteriously forming into at least a partial reality now when the 7th decade is looking me in the face.  So, I have a private property.  It seems someone has to have the upper hand in organizing and setting statutes and checks on behaviors.  Someone needs to be willing to take charge, organize, sacrifice, be willing to distribute and be ¨the good administrator¨, and put a base to construct from there.
Living together for short periods seems to be easier.  A small community is easier to handle.  It is easier to share and gather together for a three day weekend or a holiday celebration.  How to make that work for longer periods and how to accept loners or those who have habits others find unacceptable?
I once met someone who said he had done an extensive study on communes in the ´60s and that the ones that worked well and survived were supported by and built upon strong religious convictions. 
¨So¨, I think, ¨that I have¨!  But, ¨Is it enough¨?  Theoretically yes¨!  
 The person told me, ¨The communes that work well have a strong faith in a superior being¨.
I believe it is possible to get along!  Intent on this adventure, I find it necessary to give into concessions and learn how to use diplomacy.  It may not be easy.  I will let you know how it goes!
So, back to my teenage years´ aspirations.  I find the base is within my own being.  At peace with myself, with positive thoughts, the correct respiration, good vibes and intention, and what happens around me is connected to my availability to respond to the needs around me.
Attitude!  Conviction!  Willingness!  Maturity! 
 Reflecting on this as a new year and another decade begin, I wonder at the impossible situation that faces humanity.  On the other hand I also wonder at the marvels that exist in creation!  New technologies, energies and realities that go beyond the imagination!
And the simple question hangs on… How to get along; live in peace and wellbeing with those closest to us?
Tolerate!  Dialogue!  Good Will!  Generosity!  Solidarity!  Unselfishness!
These are necessary.  As the need to resolve living conditions presses, I feel that my tiny complex, a house and two cabins on a lot can be a microcosm of the possibilities that are to come.  This place gives me the opportunity to share the benefits received from a life built on the intent to make an amicable way of life.  I believe I have come to this out of the concern I have had.  It is obvious that many people are becoming conscious of the need for innovative solutions.  I read about a new tendency where groups are making facilities for homeless people, for example parking lots (with facilities for hygiene) for people living in vehicles.  There are new trends and methods developing.  I hope things will gradually be at least a little bit better.  It is not always easy to accept people who have different ways, but it helps to think, ¨what if I were the excluded person¨?
This is my resolution for 2020, from the Cabañas ¨Por Venir¨, A healthy, holy and Happy New Year!
Coincidentally, I found a poem I wrote at the end of 2018 on December 13th:
STRATAGY
There are many who lived life
Trying to do good with a positive Will
In spite of weaknesses.
It has been my deep-seated hope
To inspire a dream of union and solidarity
That would somehow include all in common compassion.
There was a belief that had grown out of small fragile seeds
That has grown from impelling needs.
                 By: Karla
As an added note the news recently advised that new studies are showing ways to improve mental health and help build a good life.
1.        Practice optimism.
2.       Start volunteering.  A prayer attributed to St. Francis of Assisi tells us, ¨It is in giving that we receive¨.  Putting wellbeing of others before our own without expecting anything in return (altruism) stimulates the reward centers of the brain.  Those feel-good chemicals flood our system producing a sort of ¨helper´s high¨.
3.       Be Grateful.  Mindfulness or any exercises and methods are good, bringing to mind care and support of positive experiences and provision from others.
4.       Bolster social connections.  Quality of relationships matter.  Living in the midst of good, warm relationships is protective and supportive. 
5.       Find a purpose.  Finding something bigger than ourselves causes, purpose, gives meaning and paves the way to projects and works.  This gives well-being and a longer happier life.  You belong to something larger.

My personal experience is that putting more music, the arts and positive energy
in life helps move us along and puts one in the right direction and the best place!  What better than music to help guide us into this decade?