Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Sunday, August 21, 2011

New Love

I have found a new musical love: Marta Gomez.



I think if you listen to the following two clips, you will fall in love too!


To Franco
Music and Lyrics by Marta Gómez (2008)
Rhythm: Ballad 

It is of wind that my song is made
of blood that my pain is stained 
of green that I lose myself in your gaze
of water, of water that I navigate on your words

It is of days and nights, my dreaming
of suns and stars, my singing
of skies that I invent for you
of water, of water that innundates my reason with you

It is of earth that my heart is made
that insists on nesting in your life
searching not to forget its own voice
of air, of air that entangles every instant
with you, with you





ASÍ TE ESPERO YO (THAT’S HOW I WAIT FOR YOU)
Music and Lyrics by Marta Gómez (2005)
Rhythm: Festejo (Perú) 

The kernel surrenders itself to the corn
like the rain to the harvest
like my heart to you.

Like when it rains and then clears
like when the harvest fly sings
like the cricket that comes out to celebrate the rain
like the snail that waits until the rain’s over
that’s how I wait for you.

Like when the wind blows softly
like when whispering, it sings
that’s how my voice learned to whisper to you
like the tree that waits for the wind to sing to him
that’s how I wait for you

That’s how my thoughts await your words
that’s how I await your gaze
when you are near me

Like when it rains and then clears
and the whispering rain sings
and the sound of the wind invents a thousand songs
that I learn and teach to my throat
that’s how I sing to you
that’s how I sing to you




Saturday, May 1, 2010

If These Walls Could Talk...

So since I have barely any homework left to do, I've been spending ridiculous amounts of time doing ridiculous things. Take, for example, my newfound fascination with finding pictures of graffiti... kind of reminds me of the "Post Secret" blog (postsecret.blogspot.com)... Here are some of my favorites:







And the best one:

Thursday, April 15, 2010

"God Of My Life"

This prayer has really spoken to me lately. I thought I'd share it here.

"God of My Life" - A Prayer By Karl Rahner

Only in love can I find you, my God.
In love the gates of my soul spring open,
allowing me to breathe a new air of freedom
and forget my own petty self.

In love my whole being streams forth
out of rigid confines of narrowness and anxious self-assertion,
which makes me a prisoner of my own poverty and emptiness.
In love all the powers of my soul flow out toward You,
wanting never more to return,
but to lose themselves completely in You,
since by Your love You are the inmost center of my heart,
closer to me than I am to myself.

But when I love You,
when I manage to break out of the narrow circle of self
and leave behind the restless agony of unanswered questions,
when my blinded eyes no longer look merely from afar
and from the outside upon Your unapproachable brightness,
and much more when You Yourself, O Incomprehensible One,
have become through love the inmost center of my life,
Then I can bury myself entirely in You, O mysterious God,
and with myself all my questions.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Prayer, Random Thoughts, and Theology of the Body

There's nothing like a new relationship to motivate you to pray.

I can honestly say that I haven't prayed this much or this intently for a long time. It's not that I don't normally have a prayer life, but for some reason, I find my prayer has become much clearer, much more focused, much more intense since I've started dating.

Perhaps it's because I'm so much out of my comfort zone, I'm finding myself clinging to God, asking Him to calm my nerves and help me just be me. Or maybe it's because I'm scared and I need to learn trust. Mostly, it's because I'm just incredibly thankful right now; I feel like the tenth leper who just got cured and I can't help but run back to Jesus and tell him "THANKS!!!". On the other hand, maybe it's because I really like this person and I really want it to work out between us. Or - maybe I know that this whole thing is in God's hands and unless I surrender my desires, my hopes, my dreams to Him, I'm going to be grasping, and miss the opportunity to receive him as a gift from God.

The last point is something that struck me while I was reading TOB Explained by Christopher West. "The [person] who lives "the gift" recognizes [the other] as a gift to be received both from the hands of the Creator and through the freedom of [the other's] own self-determination as a personal subject. But the [person] who denies the gift does not wait to receive [the other] as a gift. Instead, [one] extorts [the other's] gift; [one] grasps at [the other] instead of receiving [the other]" (TOB Explained, p. 219).

Another point that stuck out to me was that this person does not belong to me. Although in another sense, one can say of one's beloved that there is a sense of belonging; however, "a man and woman can only speak of belonging to each other only by way of analogy." (TOB Explained, p. 205). Ultimately, each of us belongs only to God.

I think what all this means is that the only way we can understand the saying "one belongs to another (the lover to his or her beloved, and vice versa)," that is, to a person other than God, means to say that one has received their beloved as gift from God, and similarly have themselves been given to the other by God. I think one can ultimately say that this is true (most really and profoundly true) only when the two are married to each other. Thus, even as my affection grows, I have to remind myself that the reality in which I currently live is not one of belonging but of hope; of hoping, and patient waiting to see if it is God's will that one day I will receive him as a gift from God.

There is a certain humility required here; a certain acknowledgment that I do not know the plans God has for me, or for him. I do not know what God has in store. I cannot anticipate it, but must patiently wait for the plan to be revealed in the fullness of time. What I've noticed is that this view can sound in many ways similar to a pessimistic realism. But it is quite different in quality, the essential difference between the two views being the theological virtue of hope. Hope is looking forward to the fulfillment of a promise - which is greater even than this present reality. It is the fulfillment of a promise that is beyond our vision (to use a line from Romero's work which I referenced in an earlier post). In that sense, there is a true peace and joy in knowing that whatever happens, God is in control. And the God who holds me and my future in His hand is a God who wills both my good and my happiness.

What a liberating, consoling thought!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Great Quote

Along the same lines of my more recent posts, I just got this quote in my inbox, courtesy of E-devotions from FUS:

“Anyone who knows he is loved is in turn prompted to love. It is the Lord himself, who loved us first, who asks us to place at the center of our lives love for him and for the people he has loved. It is especially adolescents and young people, who feel within them the pressing call to love, who need to be freed from the widespread prejudice that Christianity, with its commandments and prohibitions, sets too many obstacles in the path of the joy of love and, in particular prevents people from fully enjoying the happiness that men and women find in their love for one another.”

Pope Benedict XVI Family: Spiritual Thoughts Series, USCCB Publishing

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Potpourri


This entry is going to be a hodgepodge of sorts.

First, a great quote which I found that relates to my last post:

"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it careful round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket - safe, dark, motionless, airless - it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable ... The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers ... of love is Hell" (C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves).

Then - YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS!

The Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist

are going to be on OPRAH This Tuesday!

http://sistersofmary.org/




MEETS


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