Paper Gods


I’ve always loved music.  Classical, Rock, Pop, Jazz, BlueGrass, Zydeco, Reggae.  I love the way it moves me, and makes me think.

 

My sister is the same way, and it’s a rare day when the stereo isn’t on in the house, or playing in our cars.

 

So it made sense that, over 30 years ago, my sister introduced me to her favorite band, which quickly became one of my favorites as well:  Duran Duran.

 

At time, they were the most popular band in the world, but you would be ridiculed for liking them.  But, as most of you know, I’ve never been that concerned about what other people think about what I think. We’re all entitled to our own opinions, after all, and no one has ever been able to scare me out of mine.

 

30 years after I first heard them, Duran Duran are still together, and still making records.

 

Yesterday, my sister introduced me to the title track of their new album, Paper Gods, being released on September 11.

 

If this song is any indication, we have a lot to look forward to!

 

I hope you enjoy it as much as my sister and I did.

 

 

 

Views from my new home


I am now settled into my new home which is in Asheville, NC. We have an apartment on the third floor and I have wonderful views of the mountains and the French Broad River. I have done some research and found out that the river is older than the mountains. I find that very cool. Also the river flows south to north and is the only one in America to do so.

 

I hope you enjoy the pictures:

 

 

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A new transliteration


I have found this new translation of the Lord’s Prayer. It was originally in Syriac Aramaic and now it is in English. It is felt that Syriac Aramaic is the closest to what Jesus spoke. Jesus would have spoken Hebrew or Aramaic. All translations are limited, but there has been an attempt to retain some of the Aramaic rhythms.

 

Syrian Aramaic

 

“Abwoon d’bashmaya

Nickaddash shmuokh

Teete malkootakh

Nehve zviyanuch ayekana of bashmaya off b’ar’ah

Havlan lakhma d’soonkannan

Washbooklan khowvine wakhtahine ayekana soff chinnan shuokin I’khaiyouine.

Wela tahlan linisyuna

Ela patssan men bisha

Metool d’lokhhe malkoota wakhaila weteshbookta l’olam aimeen.”

 

 

English Translation

“O Thou, the Breath, the Light of all.

Let the light create a heart-shrine within.

And you Counsel rule ’til Oneness guides all.

Your One Desire then acts with ours, as in all light

so in all forms.

Grant what we need, each day, in bread and insight.

Loose the cords of mistakes binding us, as we release the strands we hold of other’s faults.

Don’t let surface things delude us.

But keep us from unripe acts.

To you belongs the ruling mind.

the life that can act and do.

the song that beautifies all.

from age to age it renews.

In faith, I will to be true.”  —–Amen

 

My meditation or prayer tonight is:

On The Silence and Stillness in Nature

Through the silence in nature

I attain thy divine peace.

 

O sublime nature

in they stillness let my heart rest.

 

Thou art patiently awaiting the moment

to manifest through the silence of sublime nature.

 

O nature sublime, speak to me through silence

for I am awaiting in silence, like you, the call of God.

 

O nature sublime,

Through the silence I hear thy cry.

 

My heart is tuned to the quietness

that the stillness of nature inspires.

 

O nature sublime, pregnant of  divine spirit,

manifest as a prayer, which rises from my heart.

 

Speak, God, in silence,

this moment my heart is in tune with the stillness of thy nature.

 

Though the ever-moving life is my nature,

thou art my very being, O stillness.

Namaste, Barbara

 

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Sunday thoughts


” Are you looking for Me?

I am in the next seat.

My shoulder is against yours.

You will not find Me in stupas,

not in Indian shrine rooms,

nor synagogues, nor in cathedrals,

not in masses, nor kirtans,

not in legs winding around your own neck,

nor in eating nothing but vegetables.

When you really look for Me,

you will see Me instantly—

You will find Me in the tiniest house of time.”

—Khabir, a thirteenth century Eastern poet

 

 

 

 

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Holden Beach, NC Photographed and copyright by Barbara Mattio 2015

Don’t Let Fear Stand in Your Way


I wanted to share another TED Talk with you, by Priya Parker.  Priya is an advisor to leaders and organizations on strategy, vision and purpose. Her company, Thrive Labs, works with individuals and teams to help them identify what they care about most and align it with market realities. Her research includes identifying what are the driving factors that lead people to thriving and what blocks them from it. She helps organizations keep and grow their culture and values as they scale. Drawing on 10 years of conflict resolution facilitation in the United States, India and the Middle East, Priya designs visioning and innovation labs that help organizations grow from the root.

 

She shares 7 techniques on how to know if you need to reboot your life.  It’s an interesting take on life, and encourages us to overcome our fears and follow our passions, whatever they may be.

 

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Sensitive Egos


Last night was the first Republican debate. It seems to have been more a show for Trump and his very sensitive ego than an honest and real look at the issues that are at the forefront of American politics today.

 

For instance, the War on Women. Trump voiced how picked upon when he was questioned about derogatory remarks he has made about women. He seems to feel strongly about the way women look. Perhaps, if elected, God forbid, he would want research started so that all female babies were beautiful and stupid. Yes, I am jesting but when he calls women animals, ugly or other insults, he is not jesting. He is showing us one of the parts of his personality. A dark section of his personality.

 

He complained that the female moderator was asking him inappropriate questions.  Is character not appropriate in a Presidential campaign?  Is that not one of the things we elect our leaders for:  ideas and leadership ability, certainly, but what is that but a part of character?

 

I guess that Trump is a man who is used to, and requires, gentle care.  His choice of words, not just in this instance, but in many public appearances before and after he announced his candidacy, is often vulgar and inflammatory.  Even his re-tweets show questionable judgment.  Is this someone whom the American People can trust on the international stage? Is this someone who will meet opposition with a considered, measure response, designed to keep the United States and its citizens safe?  Or is this someone who will, as his history shows, respond to opposition with an off-the-cuff, possibly offensive comment which will show Americans in our worst light, possibly causing an international incident which could lead to war?

Can we, as Americans, take that chance?

 

As most all of you know, I am a Liberal, although in my lifetime I have voted for Republicans who deserve to be in office.  I think it is very important that the man or woman that we elect to head the free world, as it is said, be someone who has the sort of temperament, the education; the finesse and the diplomacy to speak to international leaders about serious and controversial issues, without losing his temper or insulting people.

 

I don’t want the world to go back to thinking of us as Ugly Americans.  In the 60’s, there was a best selling book called The Ugly Americans, which I read in my AP Literature class.  I was horrified that we were perceived in this light.  We need someone in the White House who is respectable, who is capable of diplomacy and tact; someone who can be open and honest without insulting various sectors of our population.

 

I’m not talking about “Political Correctness”, that supposed bane of Mr. Trump. I am talking about having the decency to treat other human beings with the respect that we all deserve, by the simple virtue of being human beings.  I’m talking about showing them compassion, gentleness, and kindness, and respecting their opinions as valid, though they may differ from his own.

 

One of the most important things an American citizen has the right and responsibility to do is to Vote.  Whom you choose to vote for is private and personal.  But consider, before you cast your ballot, that whomever you elect is going to represent America to the world for four solid years.

 

Do we want War or Peace?  Do we want to continue to marginalize our own citizens?

 

We should not be afraid of open, honest debate and discussion.  It is when well-to-do, educated Americans who have dedicated themselves to a candidacy begin to denigrate each other and the people they meet that we begin to denigrate America in general.  Candidates, all candidates at every level of government, need to finally put aside the mudslinging tactics and face the issues head on, with decency, honesty and a respect for the views of others’, as they will be expected to treat heads of state if they are elected.

 

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Let American be a Symbol of the Best in Human Nature

 

 

Adventures


Well, I am 98% unpacked and have visited the youngest grandchildren. A year ago, I thought that I was now at an age where I was too old for adventures. Then, I began to think about moving and as most of you know, I have moved to Asheville. It has been an adventure. You are never too old to change your life. Never to old to face new challenges or to see the world from a new perspective.

 

I am sitting at my desk in front of my bedroom windows listening to a symphony of toads, frogs, locusts, fish in the river, wind gently caressing the leaves on the trees along the river and the sound of traffic. My health does seem to be doing some better and my spirits are up.

 

I have had visits with old friends, I miss newer friends and I am beginning to make connections in the city. My oldest grandchildren fell in love with Asheville. They live in NC, on the coast. It is much more humid and somewhat warmer there.

 

I have a sense of anticipation and curiosity. I truly do not know what is coming. This feels exciting. I am on the third floor and no longer have a garden which I miss very much. The mountains and the river are full of so much life and I am going to do whatever exploring I can do.

 

A young woman I know told her mother she wouldn’t be able to help her because she did have a life. She does, but so does her mother and all of the rest of humanity. It is important to remember that we share this lovely world and taking some time to give to others is a privilege. We enrich each others lives and we can change someone’s day with a smile or a thank you.

 

As I sit here writing to you and smelling the beautiful air, I realize that the haters, liars, the selfish are not happy, or content. They are outside of this creation we call Mother Earth. I am glad I began this new life and I am sure many adventures are coming to my life. Some all ready have and have been exciting and some were harder, but I am here and grateful to the Universe for my courage to start a new life. Don’t let change scare you and don’t run from adventures. They could be the best things in life you have ever experienced.

 

Hugs to all, Barbara

 

 

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A red rose for all of you who are making changes in your life and in your world. 

 

 

 

Pray together to increase the power

Pray together to increase the power

I have returned


I want to thank all of my readers and friends for sticking by me during my move and the disappearance of my computer. I got it back in a little over a month but it was damaged. The insurance company is paying for the repairs.

 

Now that I am back I thought I would share one of my favorite poems with you. It is important to not only dream but to work to make those dreams become reality. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.

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“So far from sweet real things my thoughts had strayed,
I had forgot wide fields, and clear brown streams,
The perfect loveliness that God has made,—
Wild violets shy and Heaven-mounting dreams.
And now—unwittingly, you’ve made me dream
Of violets, and my soul’s forgotten dream.”

—Alice Dunbar Nelson

Alice was born in New Orleans to a seamstress and a merchant marine. She was raised in the Creole culture. She became a teacher, journalist, and political activist for African Americans’ and women’s issues. She also kept one of the only know diaries of a nineteenth century woman of color.