domingo, 31 de marzo de 2024

EASTER IS A PASSOVER Sunday, March 31, 2024 4:49 AM

     "WHEN A CHILD IS BORN"

            Song by Johnny Mathis 


EASTER IS A PASSOVER 

(By: Karla Wagener)

Well, it has been revealed to you why I was so convinced to stay with Pascual when I met him and he helped me in a very dangerous situation crossing the border from Ecuador to Columbia in October of 1975. (Kind of like a knight in shinning armour). Hahaha! Yes, it all seems almost funny now.

What hasn't been revealed is why my daughter's name is Alessandra and why we call her Andrea. Today is Easter 2024. I woke up from dreams about all this and think the time has come to tell you about it. I can't tell many people about it but you are special. My psychiatrist asked me about it so that mobilized my thoughts. I think I should say I am now being treated as maintenance and as he put it "this will be like a space for reflections". ("Like a mirror" it occurs to me.) He tells me that he sees me in good shape. I feel that through therapy and care over the years I am actually able to be a strong source of support and continence for others.

Anyway, we call my daughter Andrea and in her documents she is Alessandra. Perhaps this has been more difficult for her to deal with than anyone. It wasn't easy for me either.

You see, back in 1986 when I was pregnant with her, pascual and I were having really bad marital problems. We already had Angelo, who is really Pascual Angelo. He was 4 at that time. We call him Angelo so he has his own identity, but I wanted to name him Pascual because of my firm beliefs in the Pascua, Easter, tradition, a new better world,  peace, etc.

Beyond all that, when Andrea was born we agreed to name her Andrea Patricia and it was noted down at the hospital. Then our marital problems got worse. Pascual was going out mostly every night. We hardly saw each other. Perhaps he was drinking and doing some drugs. Eventually, I made him leave. Then I got a call and she told me he was with another woman. When I saw him again and confronted him with it he confessed but never wanted to completely admit anything. He lived with a lot of guilt and conflict about leaving Argentina to go to the States with me. He felt unsure about my love for him. "It was complicated". He had bought houses in Argentina, but didn't want to buy any more houses in the States, after we sold them. Obviously, he had every intention of returning to Argentina.

In those days I was praying a lot and was pretty much alone, having very little support or connection with anyone. I had a few friends, and of course family, but was not open to them. I went into myself. I have always prayed a lot in my life, but even more in those days. So out of my contemplative prayer I decided to travel with my two children to Argentina with the idea of solutioning the problems. I was sure Pascual's problems from there were the roots that needed to be mended. I was not aware of my own weaknesses.

While pascual was staying out of my house, a letter came saying that if I wanted to make any changes in the baby's name I could. I hard-headedly changed the name to Alessandra. There was a soccer player that year in the world cup and I liked the name. Also I loved the history and power around Alexandria, Egypt, the lighthouse, library, etc. I thought, "If I'm going to bring her up alone then I'm going to put the name I like".

Then, pascual and I got back together since my coming to Argentina didn't give him much of another choice. The people here didn't understand what was happening. Neither did I. Perhaps I lost the faith I had because of the conflicts of coming from the States to Argentina in 1987, such a tumultuous time. I had a nervous breakdown. The medications were not what they are nowadays. These things take time. So, this is why we call Alessandra, Andrea. I basically forgot that I had changed the name on the birth certificate.

There are many details to be revealed. I hope this gives us "a ray of hope" this Easter. I certainly feel it is a testament of the possibilities of faith and hope. Many days it is difficult for me to say my morning prayers, 1) the prayer for the sick, 2) La Patria, 3) the Sacred heart of Jesus, 4) the one for more Vocations and 5) the Catena of Legion of Mary. There is so much happening in the world. I always muster up the strength to pray them and it always helps me feel better, with more strength.

And Alessandra and Pascual Angelo are the best, most important part of life now at an older age, in this journey through life.

HAPPY EASTER, 2024

martes, 19 de marzo de 2024

Practice your English for Easter!


GETHSEMANE 

The name Gethsemane, a word from arameo, (Hebrew gat shemanim, "oil press”) suggests that the garden was a grove of olive trees in which was located an oil press. It is mentioned throughout the New Testament.

       Esta palabra viene del arameo 'Gath-Šmânê', que significa "prensa de aceite" (refiriéndose al aceite de oliva). Al parecer había una gran cantidad de árboles de olivo que rodeaban el área en aquellos días. Todos los evangelios hacen referencia de una forma u otra a este lugar.)

(By: Karla Wagener for Easter, 2024 written on Sunday, March 17, 2024
8:47 AM)

Like a magnificent garden, a population needs a caretaker. I know because I care for my garden! My plants are more than green leaves. There are many flowers because I have studied into how to propagate them. Most of the plants were here when I came, I brought some from my former residence and many were gifts. They all have special meanings to me.

There are many colors and music because I play the guitar and sing here. Little birds chirp along to the music and hummingbirds curiously hover about near the music. There is much love because I pray a lot and clear out all the bad feelings or negativity that pop up. Sometimes I draw what I call funny "Kar" tunes, my special authentic type of cartoons. I share what I have when I can. I grow a lot of spices, curative aloe, and even some tomatoes and use them while cooking which I do every day. 

I believe everyone should have good food to eat and their basic needs met!

I did not plan to have a garden, but the opportunity to have one presented itself and I seized the opportunity. Technology and modern education has offered me the skills to know what to do, putting the wheels of faith into concrete action.

There are living quarters in my garden and people come to visit here, where common good is exercised for all.

It occurs to me that it doesn't matter if the caretaker uses a private system or a public system. What is necessary is that care and compassion abound. And somebody has to be willing to occupy the positions to satisfy the needs of the multitudes, shall we say "a good administrator".

The manner of care in my garden is basically Catholic and it works exceptionally well in humbleness and service. However, there is an openess to even greater possibilities of understandings of the universe. As we know, "the sky has no limits".

My grandparents taught me the most important lesson of putting just the right amount of spices into dishes when cooking, and I discovered what great benefits natural spices have. "The right amount makes a delicious meal, just like the right amount of love in life". This applies to a beautiful garden also. Like a gardener expert once told me, "Plants are different and need the right amount of water, light and care".
We found a couple of cactus in the street and they are taller than I am now. A most lovely violet geranium came from a stem I took off of the alter after a Legion of Mary reunion.
Sometimes it just takes practice and awareness, and of course a lot of patience with consistent work.
Perhaps you would like to see my garden of love? But believe me the most important thing is that you live and feel it in your heart and in your soul!
Love spelt backwards is evol, like evolve! It evolves! When we evolve enough we will reach fulfillment, in the core of a garden of love.






sábado, 9 de marzo de 2024

Poema en El Camino de Cuaresma, 2024

 RED


lunes, 22 de enero de 2024
09:07

(Por: Karla Wagener)

¿A donde iremos?
Sólo sigue el río,
Un camino largo y sinuoso.

¿Cómo podemos saberlo?
Solo sigue tu corazon.

¿Cuándo pasarán las cosas?
En su tiempo revelado.

¡Qué descubrimiento!
Llegar
Al mejor destino...
Conociendo los propósitos de
¡Nuestra vida en la Tierra!

Tan obvio aun todavía viajamos
El largo y ventoso camino...
el río conduciendo
a los brazos abiertos del mar...

Ojos iluminados por el amor brillando
En una siniestra oscuridad...
Encontramos la puerta de la fiesta de los medios espirituales,
Para entender el propósito
De sueños universales,
Creando obras positivas, para
Encontrar a nosotros mismos.

Escuchando el flujo
¡Bendicion de buena salud!
Y proclamando prosperidad
A pesar del siniestro sigilo.

Victorioso, incluso a pesar de 
la luna mirando hacia
Una noche pródiga.

Encontrar la mejor herencia
En una ruta bien tomada
¡Hasta el fin del mundo!


Poem on the way in Lent, 2024

 NETWORK


Monday, January 22, 2024
9:07 AM

(By: Karla Wagener)

Where will we go?
Just follow the river,
A long and winding road.

How can we know?
Just follow your heart.

When will things happen?
In their disclosed time.

What a discovery!
To come upon
The best destination...
Knowing the purposes of
Our life on Earth!

So obvious yet we still travel
The long and winding road.
The river conducing
to the opening arms of the sea...

Love-lit eyes shinning
In the ominous dark...
We find the gate of the feast of Spiritual means,
And understand the purpose
Of universal dreams,
Creating positive works,
Finding our own selfs.

Hearing the flow
Blessed in good health!
And proclaiming prosperity
Despite ominous stealth.

Victorious, even despite
The moon overlooking
A prodigal night.

The best inheritance
In a route well taken
To the end of the World!