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The Wolf’s Eyelash

If you don’t go out in the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.

     ”Don’t go out into the woods, don’t go out,” they said.
     ”Why not? Why should I not go out into the woods tonight?” she asked.
     ”A big wolf lived there who eats humans such as you. Don’t go out in the woods, don’t go out. We mean it.”
     Naturally, she went out. She went out into the woods anyway, and of course she met the wolf, just as they had warned her.
     ”See, we told you,” they crowed.
     ”This is my life, not a fairy tale, you dolts,” she said. “I have to go to the woods, and I have to meet the wolf, or else my life will never begin.”
     But the wolf she encountered was in a trap, in a trap this wolf’s leg was in.
     ”Help me, oh help me!” he cried, “and I shall reward you justly.” For this is the way of the wolves in tales of this kind.
     ”How do I know you won’t harm me?” she asked–it was her job to ask questions. “How do I know you will not kill me and leave me lying in my bones?”
     ”Wrong question,” said the wolf. “You’ll just have to take my word for it.” And the wolf began to cry and wail once again and more.

“Oh, aieee! Aieeee! Aieeee!
There’s only one question
worth asking fair maiden,
wooooooooor
aieeeee th’
soooooooool?”

     “Oh you wolf, I will take a chance. Alright here!” And she sprang the trap and the wolf drew out its paw and this she bound with herbs and grasses.
     ”Ah, thank you kind maiden, thank you,” sighed the wolf. And because she had read too many of the wrong kind of tales, she cried, “Go ahead and kill me now, and let us get this over with.”
     But no, this did not come to pass. Instead this wolf put his paw upon her arm.
     ”I’m a wolf from another time and place,” he said. And plucking a lash from his eye, gave it to her and said, “Use this to be wise. From now on you will know who is good and not so good; just look through my eyes and you will see clearly.

For letting me live
I bid you live
in a manner as never before.
Remember, there’s only one question
worth asking fair maiden,
wooooooooor
aieeeee th’
soooooooool?”

And so she went back to he village
happy to still have her life.
And this time as they said,
“Just stay here and be my bride,”
or “Do as I tell you,”
or “Say as I want you to say,
and remain as unwritten upon
as the day you came,”
she held up the wolf’s eyelash
and peered through
and saw their motives
as she had not seen them before.
And the next time
the butcher weighed the meat
she looked through her wolf’s eyelash
and saw that he weighed his thumb too.
And she looked at her suitor
who said “I am so good for you,”
and she saw that her suitor
was so good for exactly nothing.
And in this way and more,
she was saved,
from not all,
but from many,
misfortunes.

 But more so, in the new seeing, not only did she see the sly and cruel, she began to grown immense in heart, for she looked at each person and weighed them anew through this gift from the wolf she had rescued.

And she saw those who were truly kind
and went near to them,
she found her mate
and stayed all the days of her life,
she discerned the brave
and came close to them,
she apprehended the faithful
and joined with them,
she saw bewilderment under anger
and hastened to soothe it,
she saw love in the eyes of the shy
and reached out to them,
she saw suffering in the stiff-lipped
and courted their laughter,
she saw need in the man with no words
and spoke for him,
she saw faith deep in the woman
who said she had none
and rekindled hers from her own.
She saw all things
with her lash of the wolf,
all things true,
and all things false,
all things turning against life
and all things turning towards life,
all things seen only
through the eyes of that
which weighs the heart with heart,
and not with the mind alone.

This is how she learned that it is true what they say, that the wolf is the wisest of all. If you listen closely, the wolf in its howling is always asking the most important question—not where is the next food, not where is the next fight, not where is the next dance?—

but the most important question
in order to see into and behind,
to weigh the value of all that lives,
wooooooooor
aieeeee th’
soooooooool?
wooooooooor
aieeeee th’
soooooooool?
Where is the soul?
Where is the soul?

Go out into the woods, go out. If you don’t go out into the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
Go out into the woods,
go out.
Go out into the woods,
go out.
Go out into the woods,
go out.

Excerpted from “The Wolf’s Eyelash,” original prose poem by C.P. Estés, copyright 1970 from Rowing Songs for the Night Sea Journey, Contemporary Chants.


Happy Birthday Dr. Suess!

What Dr. Seuss Was Really Up To

By Allen Cates via Relevant Magazine

Your childhood was way more political than you think.

One hundred and eight years ago today, Theodore Geisel was born—you may know him better by his pseudonym, Dr. Seuss. He wrote the books that helped you (and countless others) learn to count, recognize letters, pronounce silly words and imagine a world where cats wear hats and Sam-I-Am relentlessly petitions for the deliciousness of green eggs and ham.

However, Dr. Seuss’ 60 books (which have sold more than 200 million copies) are more of a mental exercise in disguise. Seuss’ books not only made reading fun for kids, but also elevated the act of learning itself. Consider this line from I Can Read with My Eyes Shut (1978): “The more that you read, the more things you’ll know. The more that you learn the more places you’ll go.” Prescribing reading as a launching pad for a bright future is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the social, political and moral messaging the good doctor expressed in his stories. Although he claimed to not begin books with a moral in mind, the creator of Thing 1 and Thing 2, with their hair colored blue, had more than just wacky words up his sleeve … he had an agenda, too.

With this weekend’s box office release of Dr. Seuss’ The Lorax bound to stir up discussions about the movie’s environmentalist overtones, it’s time to look again at some Seuss classics with an eye for any other not-so-subtle subtexts that could be peeking back at us from behind the Truffula trees.

1. Horton Hears A Who! (1954)

Another Seuss classic that has recently been reimagined as a CGI feature film, Horton Hears A Who! is about an elephant proving the voices in his head (or on a speck) are real—and then some. Horton is written as a metaphor for a subject that was very dear to the author: the importance of big people (or powerful governments) looking after and listening to little ones. The story came to be after Dr. Seuss visited Japan in 1953, just one year after the end of U.S. occupation there and eight years after the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. While there, Seuss was deeply impressed by the people and places he visited, even going so far as to dedicate Horton Hears a Who! to his, “Great friend, Mitsugi Nakamura, of Kyoto, Japan.” More than half a century removed from World War II, it might be hard for a reader in 2012 to fully appreciate the wartime annihilation/occupation/reconciliation context from which the metaphor of Horton and his speck were inspired. But it’s not hard for modern readers to appreciate the timeless profundity of the most famous line from Horton: “A person’s a person, no matter how small.”

2. How the Grinch Stole Christmas (1957)

Because the animated version of The Grinch is re-introduced to the world every holiday season, it has become the most well-known of Dr. Seuss’ stories. As Dickens did with Ebenezer Scrooge, Dr. Seuss literally redefined the essence of what it means to be a heartless fun hater. Set in the cheery-cheeked hamlet of Whoville, How the Grinch Stole Christmas is a Seuss-ified critique of both the over-commercialization of Christmas (the Whos with all their presents) and its antithesis: holiday humbuggery (old Mr. Grinch). But, in the end, the Grinch realizes Christmas is not about material things that can be “stolen,” but instead about the intangible joys of the season. Taking another cue from Dickens, the Grinch is ultimately redeemed, which is not only fitting but required for any great story about Christmas—after all, it’s the beginning of the story of redemption itself.

3. Green Eggs and Ham (1960)

Green Eggs and Ham, Dr. Seuss’ best-selling book, is about more than green eggs—but it is still, most certainly, about color. Although less elaborate than some of his other analogous stories, Green Eggs and Hamis, at least on the surface, about the power of perseverance in the face of stubborn resistance. (“You do not like them. So you say. Try them! Try them! And you may.”) But it is more than coincidence that his Green Eggs and Ham was published the same year President Eisenhower signed the Civil Rights Act, which mandated federal oversight of elections in the South. It may be a stretch to imagine, but when Sam-I-Am is pressing his neighbor to try a strange gastronomic concoction, Seuss is pressing his readers to consider the goodness in things previously untried—like integrated schools systems and churches. At the very least,Green Eggs and Ham is about navigating life with an open mind and, at its best, it’s Seuss’ way of saying, “Don’t judge a book, or an egg—or a man—by its color.”

4. The Lorax (1971)

This “post enviro-pocalyptic” fable is clearly about the fragility of nature and the consequences of reckless human industry. Resources are pillaged, animal species banished and moderation is thrown to the wind by the greedy Once-Ler who disregards the grandfatherly Lorax’s warnings. The fact that readers never see the Once-Ler’s face (only his money-grubbing and cigar-wielding hands) reinforces the idea that business corporations are faceless and, in the case of the Once-Ler and his “Thneeds that everyone needs,” soulless and destructive—taking whatever they want no matter how it affects the planet. Critics have scolded Seuss’ fable as being too simplistic and negative. But seeing how this is a children’s book, and 20th-century manufacturing didn’t exactly get an A on its report card of environmental stewardship, Seuss can be forgiven his opaque symbolism. Seuss’ greater point: When you are entrusted with something, don’t squander it; take care of it, and speak up for what’s right even if you get shouted down.

5. Oh, the Places You’ll Go! (1990)

Arguably, Oh, the Places You’ll Go! is the most cliché graduation gift ever given by an out-of-touch relative. But this book, the last written by Dr. Seuss before he died in 1991, is unquestionably one of his most profound. Unlike in earlier works, the narrator is sage-like and directly encourages the reader to persevere through fear and loneliness, bang-ups and hang-ups. Despite what the title suggests, Places is not an allegory about destinations, but about the journey of life, shaded with hardship but ultimately hopeful. The central message is about moving forward, or as the doctor says: “Step with care and great tact, and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.” Knowing that his health was failing (he was 86 years old at the time), Oh, the Places You’ll Go! is the proverbial exclamation point that Dr. Seuss stamped on his canon of work.

Whether or not you see layered meaning in the fanciful work of Theodore “Dr. Seuss” Geisel, his singular style of rhyme-centric storytelling and fantastical drawing has stood the test of over a half century. And while his readers might grow up, few can forget the first books that helped them fall in love with books.


 The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.

– Gustave Flaubert

 



Quotes: By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

Paulo Coehlo is perhaps one of the greatest writers on this earth. One of his greats, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept is a must read… Enjoy the teasers (aka quotes), then go buy the book and read it in one night.

“Rarely do we realize we are in the midst of the extraordinary.” 

“God is wherever we allow Him/Her to enter.”

“Roads are made to be traveled.”

“But we must never forget that spiritual experience is above all a practical experience of love. …The more we love, the closer we come to spiritual experience. Those who are truly enlightened, those whose souls are illuminate by love, have been able to overcome all the inhibitions and preconceptions of their era. They have been able to sing, to laugh and to pray out loud; they have danced and shared what Saint Paul called ‘the madness of saintliness’.”

 “True love is an act of total surrender.”

“Sooner or later, we have to overcome our fears, because the spiritual path can only be traveled through the daily experience of love.”

“To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God.”

“May my tears from just as far, that my love might never know that one day I cried for him.”

“I remember my ‘magic moment’—that instant when a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ can change one’s life forever.”

“Seek to live. Remembrance is for the old.” 

“You have to take risks,” he said. “We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.

 ”But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment.”

‘Yes, we are going to suffer, we will have difficult times, and we will experience many difficulties—but all of this is transitory; it leaves no permanent mark.”

“I was there because suddenly life had presented me with Life.”

“The wise are only wise because they love. And the foolish are foolish only because they think they can understand love.”

“Let’s lie down on the ground and feel the planet’s heart beating.”

“Don’t just fall into playing a role.”

“There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end.”

“The Other is the one who taught me what I should be life, but not what I am. The Other believes that it is our obligation to spend our entire life thinking about how to get our hands on a much money as possible so that we will not die of hunger when we are old. So we think so much about money and our plans for acquiring it that we discover we are alive only when our days on earth are practically done. And then it’s too late.”

“I am just like everyone else who listens to their heart: a person who is enchanted by the mystery of life.”

“I resolved to become the person I had always wanted to be.”

“The universe always conspired to help the dreamer.”

“Our dreams are our own, and only we can know the effort required to keep them alive.”

“The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seeks us. And to save us.”

“And happiness is something that multiplies when it is divided.”

“A thousand times I wanted to take his hand and a thousand times I stopped myself.”

“Love never comes just a little at a time.”

“Truth resides where there is faith!”

“The Buddhists were right, the Hindus were right, the Muslims were right, and so were the Jews. Whenever someone follows the path to faith—sincerely follows it—he or she is able to unite with God and to perform miracles.”

“God is the same, even though He has a thousand names; it is up to us to select a name for Him.”

“Only a man who is happy can create happiness in others.”

“If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him. Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing what to do is the worst kind of suffering.”

“Love can only be found through the act of loving.”

“Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful.”

“If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.”

“Thus if we acknowledge that God created us for happiness, then we have to assume that everything that leads to sadness and defeat is our own doing. That’s the reason we always kill God, whether on the cross, by fire, through exile, or simply our hearts.  But those who understand him… They are the ones who transform the world—while making great sacrifices.”

“Follow your dream, transform your life, take the path that leads to God. Perform your miracles. Cure. Make Prophecies. Listen to your guardian angel. Transform yourself. Be a warrior and be happy and you wage the good fight. Take risks.”

 “Then the world changes, and we change with it.”

“Fortunate are those who take the first steps.”
“Most human beings still cannot trust love.”

“I am going to sit here with you by the river. If you go home to sleep, I will sleep in front of your house. And if you go away, I will follow you—until you tell me to go away. Then I’ll leave. But I have to love you for the rest of my life.”


Maidanglao

Today after wandering around for a few hours (while scooter was being repaired) I went to a McDonalds. Not for the fries or faux-chicken, but to sit with a bottle of water and write. Being in a McDs reminds me a China and travel. Its been used as a 24 hour haven to write in countries throughout the world. It was even more appropriate today because I wrote a letter on a chinese-ish card : ) Feels good to create these situations.


A Wednesday

Here’s to starting the day off right!

As an early riser, I have TONS of time to accomplish things before work. Yesterday I purchased the book Vortex of Conflict. Its the latest by Dan Caldwell, a professor of mine,  who will be doing a reading tomorrow night. Forgetting the density of academic work, I assumed I’d give it a run through in two days so I would be prepared with questions and interesting commentary. Yep, no biggy just 400 pages of academic writing on history and U.S. foreign policy toward Afghanistan, Pakistan and Iraq. You know just some light reading on a Wednesday morning. Despite the change in pace from my typical book choices, I am really enjoying this one. It feels good to read something academic on an area that I am constantly reading more social/cultural commentaries on. Reminder: always seek out different perspectives.

So far, great book! Prof. Caldwell provides a solid historical framework on each individual country, the evolution of terrorism and the American response, allowing him to explore the whys and hows of policy and access its present and potential implications. More to come once I’ve finished…  For now a fun fact: Osama bin Laden attended King Abdulaziz University in Jeddah–a school where I was offered a teaching position.

After some pretty heavy reading and Islamic contemplations, I pulled out The Bookseller of Kabul to reread the last chapter. It’s a true story that follows a family in Afghanistan (and, at times, Pakistan), focusing on individual experiences and how society, culture, Islam and gender play into the lives of real people in Kabul. This is the type of book I hope to write someday so I love looking over areas I’ve highlighted to remind myself of my interests and the person I am.

After getting into a travel, explore, write mentality, I jumped on the computer and saw that a dear friend was settled into her new home in Thailand, another friend emailed for China hiking advice, and yet another is trying to choose which continent to visit….

I realized: a) I have amazing, inspiring friends and LOVE that we share interests and goals, and b) I need to dance.

To conclude a unique start to another Wednesday, I put on a silky long dress from India, turned on some Rusted Root: Send Me on My Way, and danced my heart out. You know that kind of flailing, eyes closed, feeling the breeze you create, freedom/peace-loving dance. Yep. Try starting the day letting go of every care in the world. Maybe your form of meditation doesn’t involved dancing in flowy dresses, but we all could work toward calming our minds in someway. It’s a regular necessity (especially after reading about The Bush Doctrine) and puts you in a content, neutral place to start the day when you might not want to do whatever it is you have to, like sit in an office for 8 hours. It’s unnatural really. Happy Hump Day!


Thoughts on a 15 Hour Flight: Something I Keep Coming Back To

I prefer a life in motion, constantly dreaming and exploring. I tend to get wrapped up in romantic ideas of travel and adventure. The unfamiliar, the challenging, interacting with people, assimilating to a culture–it’s what I am passionate about. So today, I’m in the mood to be a writer….traveling the world interacting with people, falling in love with everything that is life, facing the struggles that are inherent in my choices. Living to the point of tears. Vivre jusqu’aux larmes! Miss MacBook and I, sharing the adventures and excitement of life on the road. Beyond travel writer/explorer, I would have to take on the artistic, tortured soul role at times. My melodramatic self is ready for that kind of literary outlet.

Writing will always be in the background of whatever I do and I hope with more experience I am able to better share things I feel, see, do, live on life’s journey. Back to reading now…its about hour 5 on the flight and I have determined not to sleep the entire time so I can crash when I arrive. I’ll let you know how that goes.


Same Gal, Different Site

In my newest attempt to regularly, publicly write, I am giving user-friendly wordpress a shot. For my few entries from last year as a Princeton in Asia Fellow, see the archives: