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Daar is ‘n gat in die vorm van my pa in my hart
Dié ruimte gevul met onthou-jy-nog smart
Dis dalk nie ‘n lewensgevaarlike toestand vir my
Maar lewenslank sal dié leemte ‘n deel van my bly.
Kom terug! Nee, bly! Ja, gaan beslis –
Na dáár waar ook óns vrede is!
My Pappa, weer kind in GOD se Hand,
Uiteindelik veilig in SY Ewigheidsland.
“Vir ewig verenig”, troos-fluister HY
“Kyk, my seun Frikkie is hier! By MY”.
Ek ken jou. Maar ek ken jou nie regtig nie. Ek het jou pa geken, maar ook nie regtig gekén nie. Ek het hom wel ontmoet en darem ‘n hele paar keer met hom deur die afgelope twintig jaar heen terloopse kontak gehad – al was dit net om jou ma se foon by die werk te antwoord om sy vriendelike stem te hoor, meesal met die versoek dat sy hom terugskakel. Altyd met ‘n opregte ‘hoe gaan dit’. As mens hom gesien het, was hy nooit sonder ‘n smile nie.
Maar, E, sommige mense hoef mens nie noodwendig te kén om wel te weet dat hulle sout van die aarde, goedhartige, sielsmense is nie. En dis juis wat jou pa, glo ek, vir ‘n klomp mense verteenwoordig het. Dis ook wat ek maar so tussen die lyne en geselsies deur met jou ma die afgelope klompie jare, van jóú ervaar het.
Dalk is jy in jou binneste jou pa se spieëlbeeld. En as jy is, moet jy weet dat dit goed en reg is so. Daar is soveel mense wat by ‘n mens soos skepe in die nag verbyseil op aarde. Min van hulle laat ‘n indruk agter. Die luidrugtiges doen dalk, maar ook net vir ‘n kort wyle.
As ek aan jou pa dink, onthou ek die sagtheid. Die deernis. ‘n Sensitiwiteit en nederigheid wat mens nie sommer meer raakloop elke dag nie.
Jou pa moes seker in sy lewe al baie keer gewonder het of hy vir ‘n jong seun soos jy, as pa suksesvol was. Ek weet nie of hy dit aan wêreldse standaarde gemeet het nie. Ek hoop hy het dit in ewigheidsleer gemeet en geweet dat hy vir jou was, wat nét hy vir jou kon wees. Ek glo hy het jou meer nagelaat as goeie opvoeding, groot woorde en voorskrifte. Party mense noem dit gene. Maar ek glo hy het vir jou ‘n stukkie van sy eie siel gelos. Iewers langs jou lewenspaadjie sal jy jou pa binne-in jouself raakloop en dit hopelik raaksien en herken as ‘n herinnering én eerbetoon aan die mens wie hy was.
Ek weet nie hoe om vir jou raad te gee om die verlies en hartseer te oorkom nie. Elkeen het sy eie tyd en manier. Party dae is dit beter en sommige dae, jare later, steeds moeilik. Ek weet net dat ek gevoel het om jou ‘n klein bietjie troos te gee met die volgende:
Ons ken God, die Vader, juis omdat ons die Seun ken, nê?
E, die mense wat nooit die voorreg gehad het of sal hê om jou pa te ontmoet het of te leer ken nie, sal hom wel tog op ‘n manier kan ‘ken’ deur jou. Al sy goeie eienskappe lê binne jou. Maak die mooiste daarmee wat jy kan en só sal hy voortleef in wie jy is en wat jy verteenwoordig.
Loop mooi met jouself op die pad vorentoe. Die volwasse grootmens buite oorskadu soms die kind binne. Moenie jou pa se seuntjie vergeet nie. Gee tyd, gee aandag, gee troos aan daardie outjie binne-in jou. En watookal op jou pad kom: Ek weet sommer dat mense nog eendag in die toekoms vir jou gaan sê : Jy moes ‘n awesome pa gehad het, om so ‘n awesome man te wees.
Mense sal hom ken, juis omdat hulle jóú gaan ken.
Sterkte. En lééf jou lewe elke liewe dag – ek glo as ons hulle wat ons vooruitgegaan het, kon vra, sou hulle net dit vir ons sê: die blye weersiens is in ‘n oogwink voor ons – moenie een oomblik laat verbygaan om voluit te leef nie.
My innige simpatie
Miskien is dit nie gepas om op Goeie Vrydag oor die dood te skryf nie, maar dalk is dit juis, vir perspektief.
As iemand ná aan jou doodgaan is dit seer, jou hart is rouerig en bloederig en blootgestel, want nooit is ‘n verskriklike woord. Die ergste is waarskynlik om ‘n kind te verloor, daardie pyn kan nie weggaan nie, al is dit seker moontlik om later vir rukkies daarvan te vergeet.
Daar is iets in ons kultuur rondom die afsterwe van mense wat net nie vir my sin maak nie. Waarom tog het mense skielik meer respek vir iemand as hy dood is as wanneer hy lewe? Mens sien dit so baie dat mense oor oseane heen vlieg om iemand se begrafnis by te woon, of iemand se begrafnis bywoon wat hulle in geen jare gesien het nie. Niemand waag om lelik te praat van iemand wat pas dood…
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Na aanleiding van gisteraand se aardskudding (
http://maroelamedia.co.za/nuus/sa-nuus/aardbewing-in-botswana-skud-sa/ ) ‘reblog’ ek graag hierdie.
Die Aarde sê: “Jul pyn my só
Beseer my en gebruik my op
En buit my uit – ek voel bedroë
Ek wens soms ek kan jul afskop!
Van ewig af het ek gegee
Als wat jul nodig het vir leef
En wat het jul aan my bestee
Terwyl jul deur die heelal sweef?
Ek gee jul voeding, water, lig
Ek hou getrou jul ewewig
Vir eeue al berei ek voor
Om jul met skoonheid te bekoor…
Maar in die laaste honderd jaar
Het Satan in jul ingevaar
Wat diep in my soos goud bewaar
Word nou misbruik en uitbaljaar.
Jul grawe tonnels in my lyf
Besmet riviere, mere, see
Jul mag- en geldsug-tydverdryf
Ken net van vát en nie van géé.
Verklaar ‘n oorlog, gooi ‘n bom
En skiet ‘n stompie deur die ruit
Wie huil oor dier, of boom, of blom
Word as ‘n swak’ling uitgekryt;
Dus sal ek nou die tekens wys
Terwyl jul kamstig veilig tuis
Onder jul dakke van selfsug skuil
Sal ek die wind daarom laat huil.
Ek sal myself duid’lik laat hoor
En snags jul slaap en rus verstoor!
Sal skud tót elke wond genees
Gesny deur hebsug in my vlees!
In rook en as – met vuur en vlam
Doodsgolwe uit die oseaan
Met storms lê ek julle lam
Met weerlig sal ek julle slaan!
“Geduld!”, vereis jul in jul gier en sug
‘wyl jul steeds saamry op my rug.
Weet jul dan nie jul bestaan is oorbodig?
Ek het julle nié, maar julle’t mý nodig!!”
~Die Erde spricht – Hilde Philippi ~
Ag Here, hieronder gaan dit nie so goed
al was ek waaragtig nog heeltyd net soet
al loop ek (en die H3) die (amper) reguit pad
piepie iets (of iemand) alewig my bêtt’rie nat.
“It never rains”, sê die wysneus wat van beter weet –
“It pours” – (ek wil só graag die stupid gesegde vergeet!!)
Nou weet ek mos U hou ons almal styf in U hand
al sit jy ook op jou stoepie in Pretoria gestrand.
Gepraat van strand – ek mis die see seer
maar eintlik kan ek skaars vra vir meer.
Ek wonder of die swart wolk hier bo-oor my
wel ‘n bietjie sonskyn van agteraf kry?
Ek weet mos goed van die silwer rand…
maar ek kyk dié wolk seker van die verkeerde kant?
Gepraat van wolk – ek wonder nou Heer,
as U die sluise daarbo kan beheer
sal U in U Genade só groot
ook vir simpel ou ekke kom help in haar nood?
Ek weet U dink dis gladnie so erg
maar ‘n reus vir die een, is vir die ander ‘n dwerg.
Gepraat van dwerg – ek voel so klein
oor ek sukkel om soms my emosies te train
Ek vergeet ook om by U aan te klop
en my bêtt’rie gereeld vir krag in te prop.
Gepraat van bêtt’rie – myne is vandag behoorlik nat
Ek sal hom vir ‘n Hemelse diens móét vat.
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Vacant eyes that cannot see
That which was of worth to me.
The tomb that housed my intellect
(It was still there, last time I checked 😉 )
My ‘After’ look long after pension –
A paperweight of odd dimension;
My silent prompt, that underneath,
We’re all just really bone and teeth.
In life we force a friendly face –
A smile which oft’ seems out of place.
Though death proves even in despair
That neither skin nor nail nor hair
Will outlive this fantastic smile,
Which renders any skull worthwhile.
Though we may face the face of death
Before we breathe our final breath
Skulls serve as silent souvenir
Lest we forget: we once were here.
Allow me to introduce to you: AL – all the way from Bali 😉
Thank you for the newest addition to my Skull collection, Una!
He’s a beaut… and he knows it 😀
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Happiness is Wholeness… It is Well with my Soul
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Are you happy? Or do you at least know happiness?
We have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness.
Happiness is NOT attained through self-gratification, but through one thing and one thing only: Fidelity. To the Self.
All you think, feel, say and do
is in perfect harmony.
So, let’s say you are three parts. One part Body. One part Soul. One part Spirit.
The Body touches the material world through its senses: Sight, Smell, Hearing, Taste and Touch as well as Communication and Physical Needs or Desires.
The Gates to the Soul are Imagination, Consciousness, Mind, Will, Reason, the Affections or Emotions (Love, Hate etc), Memory and last but not least the Self (Ego).
The Spirit receives impressions of outward senses and/or material things through or via the soul. The faculties of the Spirit are mainly Conscience, Fellowship, Intuition as well as Faith & Hope. There are quite a few characteristics that can reveal a person’s spirit’s state or condition. Enthusiasm is definitely one of them. Positivity, Humility, Patience and Serenity are also part of these.
If you give each of them the required attention, spend the correct amount of time and energy on them and regard them important, each in their own unique way – you will probably be rewarded with what we term general happiness – or as I call it : ‘Wholeness’.
You do know when one of them is sick, right? Have you ever thought that it may be possible, that the part that is complaining, is the part that you may have neglected or deprived of your attention?
And in doing that – the other two parts may perhaps ‘stand up and fight’ so to speak. Their motto : “One for all and all for one” .
So, whichever the ailing one may be and whoever the other two are – they’ll be scrambling around trying to find a way and means to make the hurting one feel better.
If YOU don’t know or are not aware of which one is in dire need of your attention and perhaps intervention and don’t attend to it – you might misunderstand the other two’s misinterpreted and maybe even foolish and erratic responses and actions – which focuses on one thing only – survival of the Whole.
Problem is: your body knows only to be a Body. Your Soul how to be a Soul and your Spirit (hopefully) knows how to be a Spirit.
So when your heart is hurting, your body might want to try to find a hug (or physical attention of any kind) because it knows (or rather it thinks it knows) what helps an aching heart. Your body may just have one problem though:
It may not be able to distinguish between ‘good quality suppliers’ – and it may therefor just grab hold of the first best pair of arms available to get that hug… 😕
In the meantime your soul (mind) is scurrying around, knowing that your wounded heart finds comfort in words and attention – in hearing promises and sharing feel-good whispers of hope. What it doesn’t realize is that when the heart is hurting, more often than not, its communication skills are lacking. It can’t provide the right transfusion from the right donor – it doesn’t know your heart’s language – it doesn’t know why the heart’s acting as it is, but it knows that your heart is normally quite happy and content with that which it feeds it… So, it looks around quickly, finds something it deems mutually acceptable to itself and its unit parts, says something thoughtless, gets what it thinks is the right kind of attention and believes it has succeeded in comforting the heart.
Well, you get it? Sort of… right?
Until… until the heart, which has been fed impulsive and maybe even reckless miscalculated dosages of remedy, realizes that, through its weakness, it has allowed ingestion of a mixture of near-lethal levels of tonics the other two parts have supplied in their despair to salvage the unit.
And sadly, so often those ‘tonics’ contain ingredients of other peoples’ units or a combination thereof. Even worse, sometimes those ingredients just don’t provide the right essentials and in a few cases prove to be totally incompatible with the unit in despair.
Well, the heart, which for a moment seemed to get better even almost miraculously healed, suddenly rebels, because although the ‘cure’, which appeared to work for a while, has started taking control and completely annihilating the initial mere deficiency of the one element that had always been the reason for the heart’s original well-being.
Are you confused now? Not (yet)? Well, I am… sort of…
When your heart feels neglected – say so! ASAP! When your heart feels unloved. Tell the right person immediately! When it feels afraid – speak up. When it’s alone, sad, angry, pitiful – listen to it and act accordingly. Make informed decisions about how to take positive action to attend to it. KNOW what’s involved. KNOW what your heart needs. KNOW how to comfort it and how to help it heal. KNOW that if it’s not good for your heart, it’s not good enough – whatever it is. Your heart does not need cheap medicine; it does not deserve inferior treatment and it certainly does not want a quick-fix arranged by the other two inmates of You – the two that don’t know how to be a heart.
DO NOT sit back and allow your mind or body to act as individual entities to try and handle the problem. They DON’T know how! They only know the NOW. The moment. They only respond to survival instinct – of themselves. That is why they attend (however stupidly) to another’s aches and pains. Their mere existence depends on it, afterall.
YOU are the only one who understands the WHOLE. You set the pace. You make the rules. You know what makes you sad (heart) 😦 , sick (body) and what drives you crazy (mind). 😉
Start taking responsibility for each of them.
Become the dependable force in the WHOLE of You. Suggest and lead and coax and force and even threaten them if need be. Know their strengths and acknowledge their weaknesses, but DON’T ignore their cries for help and DON’T EVER leave them unguarded and thus defenceless. They WILL each try to survive on their own – and they will fail miserably. They’ll do their best to support each other, cluelessly dashing about for quick fixes, succeeding only in total disarray, misunderstanding and ultimate malfunction.
Some people’s wholeness has been suffering for years, on account of one of their entity’s hurt. But as the other two have desperately tried anything and everything, they too have started ailing in their exhaustive attempts to heal the other.
Has it ever occurred to you that one seemingly specific (health or emotional) problem you experience right now, today, MAY have been set off by an overworked and exhausted entity, which tried to help the other in a moment of crisis and has eventually been drained of all its fullness by its own futile efforts?
So, you may have lost a puppy 10 years ago, never mourned the loss, your body grabs a cigarette (it’s seems it helps Mommy with her stress…) , it starts reading depressing poetry (after you got one of the site’s addresses on a sympathy card at the vet’s), follows self-destructive like-minded posts on the internet or the pages of so-called Facebook ‘friends’ – and the head (soul) reads it and thinks it knows “that’s how the heart must feel”!! … and all of a sudden you can’t focus anymore – lost your 20/20 vision from hours and hours worth of Google and you have spasms in your shoulders and neck, which in turn causes sleeplessness and thus depression…
Which makes you eat less. Or more.
Sleep less. Or more.
You barely make it through the day.
Your hair becomes dull and your nails brittle.
You don’t care what your heels look like – although if you had looked you would have probably been able to diagnose the early symptoms of thyroid problems…
ALL because your puppy died 20 years ago and dad said:
“Oh Gee!! It was just a puppy! I’ll get you another one tomorrow, if you promise to stop crying immediately!”.
And you stopped crying.
But he never got you another one.
And your Soul remembers that crying doesn’t get you anywhere or anything and decided that men can’t be trusted to fix things that make us want to cry – they just promise to – in order to make us stop crying. Which is a story for another day…
How much do you depend on someone else to make and KEEP you happy? Or Healthy?
How much do your thoughts and words and actions IN UNISON reflect the same priorities and the same steadfast values?
Are you able to keep harmony between your heart (spirit) and mind (soul) and body?
Do you understand that the one who is the meekest, the one who asks the least, is the one that should be attended to the most? We have to start calling our Bodies and Souls to attention, get them to create a ‘safe place’ where our Spirit can dwell in and then ensure our Spirit is fed according to our spiritual needs and our spirit’s design.
NOT the other way around. Yes, the body is dependent, much more so than the other parts, on you for survival and general health. Also, the Body is selfish and has no regard for mindful or spiritual things. It’s only function is to survive and to carry the Soul for the duration of same Soul’s purposes (and perhaps even tests) on Earth. If the Soul depends purely on the Body for survival, it sadly won’t make it out alive. If it depends on the Spirit (as it should), it can’t but triumph.
Do You and your Whole have a common goal? And do all your parts understand their roles and work toward that goal or purpose?
Does your Body KNOW that, although its condition IS important, because your time on earth depends on it, it really is only a vessel for your Soul and that the state of your Soul really depends on the fullness of your Spirit, and if it does not know or understand this yet, maybe it’s time to teach it differently?
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