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Sunday, June 30, 2013

The Long Island Poetry Scene: The Jackal and the Ghost

Long Island is arguably one of the most vibrant artistic locations on the face of the earth. I am confident in that statement. It is almost as if anyone who passes through New York City on their trek towards the "fish-shaped Paumanok" is somehow laced with an untraceable level of inspiration that slowly seethes until it unwillingly incorporates them into a culture of artists, poets, writers, musicians, and everything in between. It is infectious - a beautiful blight.   


Last night, I had the honor of being a part of Bards Day, an annual event celebrating the release of the yearly anthology Bards Annual 2013, which included my poems Tete-a-Tete and I Am Thankful, published by Local Gems Poetry Press (the one's who released by book Death By Active Movement) in association with The Bards Initiative. I was honored with the Up-and-Coming Poet Award at the ceremony and am truly humbled by that gesture. Seeing so many people gathered at the Walt Whitman Birthplace in Huntington Station, NY, I could visually see everyone who had come to be a part of my extended poetry family. Not only poets - all expressive people on this Strong Island of ours are part of the collective effort to make this world better and to be a part of something bigger than themselves. We are a hellbroth of many different people, juxtaposed to each other like brilliant contradictions. 

There is a revolution coming and us artists need to be the ones to organize it, to drive it home, to take back this great nation of ours, and to unite the globalized world under a canvas of culture, community, and equality. Language does not separate us, beliefs, traditions, we are a oneness bequeathed with being, this existence, together striving to make it more than what it is. That is the burden of the artist and we can help each other carry it. Long Island seems to carry more weight than others, but this is a call to all expressive peoples everywhere - 

UNITE!!! 

The Jackal And The Ghost

This is a shot in the dark
A road with no signs
A blind man’s pointing finger
A sentence without an end
This is a depth nothing can fall to
A hole no one can dig
This is a thought you can’t have
An heir you can’t breathe
This is a sight you can’t behold
A picture of nothing
A tree without roots in a world without gravity
This is a baby’s dream
This is a number you can’t count to
A hunger you can’t crave
This is a journey you can’t take
A trap you can’t escape
This is a knot that can’t be untangled
A well you can’t well
Decadence you can’t taste
A kiss you can’t feel
A peace that lays waste
A future you can’t make
A past you can erase 
This is a blasphemy
A virtuous sin
A fleeting permanence
This is a split second glance
With no one else around
This is evidence
This is all the leafs in autumn
All the seeds you blew away
All the toys of childhood
All the games
These are all the jokes told
All the laughter
All the tears
All the boys and girls you’ve desired
All the fears
This all the preparation
This is all the grace
This is all the building up
The tearing down
The waste
This is the paper in the morning
The painting of a room
The doodles on a chalkboard
The gazing at the sky at noon
The trying and the buying
The regret and the hope
These are the nicks and scrapes
The jackal and the ghost 

Monday, April 8, 2013

UPDATE: MY BOOK IS OFFICIALLY OUT!!!


This post has been a long time coming, but I am honored and in awe to announce that I am officially a published author. This is truly a dream come true for me. My book, Death By Active Movement: The Certainty of Life through Poetry, has just released on Amazon.com. The book is a collection of original poems exploring the relationship between life and death. The poems are meant to illuminate the concept of death and to show how our own evanescence, the fleeting nature of existence, is precisely the reason why life should be cherished and appreciated. All the wonderful miracles, all the pain, all the sensations, everything it means to be alive is beautiful precisely because it must all come to an end. From love, to the afterlife, suicide, and everything between, the poems cover a broad sweep of subjects, some sweet, some somber, some graphic, some grotesque, but all filled with novel ideas and powerful imagery. Thank you so much for all your support and much love to everyone who orders their copy. 
This is the pinnacle of my life thus far.  

UPDATE
Christine Sampson has just written an amazing article on the West Islip and Three Village Patch covering the book. Give it a read and learn a little bit more about myself and what's between the covers. I'm incredibly honored to have this distinction. Much love to Chrissy for writing the article.   

Saturday, March 16, 2013

The Benefits of Expressing Yourself

I recently had the pleasure of hosting an informational event on the campus of Stony Brook University in Stony Brook, NY, discussing the psychological and physical benefits of expression (poetry, art, music, dance, and drama). The event was called "Health and Creativity: A Night of Poetry and Wellness," and represented a dual effort between the CHILL Peer Education internship program, which educates students on mental health issues on campus, and the "Spoke the Thunder" literary magazine that I helped found.
The event entailed a lecture-style discussion, presenting the findings of a literature review in psychological journals, interspersed with poetry readings from students (myself included) and local performers. Though I knew there were benefits, I was sincerely surprised when I began compiling the information, reading through the literature, and gathering materials for inclusion in the event. I was so surprised, in fact, that I wanted to share what I found with others. Below, you'll find a break down of the information I presented and the sources from which I got the information. All the more reason for you to get out there and express yourself!

The first study I stumbled on was one that looked at how poetry could be used to regulate the emotions of Iranian girls. The researchers found that "the use of poetry as an intervention technique plays a significant role in reducing signs of depression, anxiety and reported stress" (Mohammadian, et al., 2011). As will become clear with other sources, poetry can be used as an emotional stabilizer, which shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone. Another incredible article explored the relationship between humanities classes taken by medical students and their abilities to empathize with their clients. Shapiro & Rucker (2003) report: "Systematic research conducted on specific aspects of the humanities medical student curriculum shows significant improvements in self-reported empathy and attitudes regarding the usefulness of humanities to ongoing professional development." Taking humanities courses, particularly engaging in poetry writing, helped medical students to embody the experience of their clients. In another study, looking at how poetry can be used to help people cope with caring for family members with dementia, "The overarching theme gleaned from the data was that of self-affirmation. […] A prototype example of self-affirmation was the child caregiver who demonstrated less depression and burden as the study progressed along with greater self-transcendence and resilience… She noted that writing poetry as a participant in the study affirmed her confidence in herself. She voiced renewed faith that she could meet the challenges of care giving" (Kidd, Zauszniewski, & Morris, 2011). Writing poetry than could be used to build confidence and self-esteem. It also seemed to help care givers become more in-tune with themselves in the writing process: "As they did so, they became more aware of personal strengths and weaknesses, ultimately becoming more accepting of themselves in the process." In addition to these benefits, nine subthemes of "achievement, catharsis, increased acceptance, greater empathy, reflection, greater self-awareness, fun and creative, positive challenge, and helping others" emerged. The researches also found incredibly moving results, such as this: "One touching example was provided by a female caregiver irritated by the constant meaningless laugh of her spouse. After she wrote a poem about her feelings, she realized that his laugh was the only sound left to her husband; suddenly, it became something to hold onto and to preserve." Poetry, than, seemed to provide a means for people to slow down, appreciate their surroundings, and reflect on their situation. A similar paper employed poetry to help people surviving with severe illnesses (cancer particularly) cope with their affliction. Rickett, Greive, & Gordon (2011) recorded self-reports like this one: "A woman who had received treatment for breast cancer said: 'I was doing nothing – virtually hibernating at home. Worried about finances, worried about what I was going to do, because I had to retire quickly ... and I thought it would at least give me a little bit of something – something to hang my life on.' Afterwards she said: '[The course] gave me greater determination to make something of it. Not just sit around and think "well, my life is over", but "this in fact is a new beginning and I can do new things and I can start off again'". Tying it in to the previous study, medical practitioners and clinicians seem to be lacking in a particular field of treatment: "One participant started the course 2 years after being diagnosed with endometrial cancer: 'One of the reasons I wanted to do this writing, I feel like I need to draw more strength from within ... The oncologists are wonderful at what they do ... it’s about killing the cancer cells and that’s really great, but there is also a place for having those other contacts for healing the illness'. After the course, she said: '[It was] really enriching, because I’ve missed working and ... it was really nice going to do something and exercising your brain. ... Poetry has given me an outlet to try to untangle some of the confusion within'". Poetry, in some miraculous way, reconnects people with themselves, their world, and their life, in ways few seem to appreciate, although, I think us poets have known this all along. It can be used to connect and motivate people towards common goals. Sargent (1979) perhaps put it perfectly in his examination of poetry therapy in social work settings: "The members soon realize their thoughts, their feelings are shared across time and across culture. They have a common bond – not just with the writer but with each member of the group."
Music too seems to evoke something within us, and I found a plethora of evidence to support this. One study (Labbe, et al., 2007) compared participant's preferred genre of music for relaxation, classical music, heavy metal, and sitting in silence. The findings of the study were quite interesting: "Listening to self-selected and classical music produced increased feelings of relaxation as well as sitting in silence but not for the heavy metal condition. Listening to classical and self-selected music elicited reductions in state anxiety after exposure to a stressor. Interestingly, those participants who listened to heavy metal music not only experienced greater levels of state anxiety but were even more anxious after listening to the heavy metal music than when they were being stressed." I personally find heavy metal to be quite soothing (hell, I've fallen asleep to it!), though I sympathize with their participants. Self-selected music also resulted in the lowest rating of anger among the participants. So, if you're angry or just need to unwind, go listen to your favorite music, you'll feel better. Probably the most comprehensive and interesting article was a literature review itself, comprising a huge amount of information on the psychological effects of music. Yehuda (2011) wrote: "In more than half of the reviewed studies, a beneficial effect of music was found. The type of music presented was soothing (i.e. 60–80 beats per minute), and in the majority of the studies [...], self-selected music was used." The article contains all kinds of comparisons of how music can effect our neurological functioning, such as the following: "One example, of many, that demonstrates how music can influence neurological functions is given in a report that the amplitude of a startle eye blink reflex was larger and its latency shorter during unpleasant music compared with pleasant music, suggesting that the defensive emotional system is modulated by music (Roy et al. 2009). More profound effects are given in reports that demonstrates that musical training enhances activation and development of certain neuronal structures including cortex, amygdala, hippocampus and hypothalamus and improves plasticity and neurogenesis (Boso et al. 2006; Fukui and Toyoshima 2008; Hyde et al. 2009a, b)." The review also found that cortisol, a neurostransmitter in the brain released in stressful situations, is significantly reduced when exposed to music. Music also appears to play upon a strange and compelling physical phenomena: "It seems that music promotes relaxation via physiological and/or psychological entrainment. Entrainment is a physics principle, in which two objects vibrating at similar frequencies tend to cause mutual sympathetic resonance and vibrate at the same frequency. Entrainment is achieved using music to directly elicit relaxation. Musical stimuli and physiological processes (heartbeat, respiratory rate, blood pressure, temperature, adrenal hormones) are composed of vibrations that occur in a regular, periodic manner and consist of oscillations. Musical stimuli, specifically rhythm and tempo, can be used as a synchronizer to influence changes in physiological responses (i.e. heartbeat, respiration, blood pressure) through entrainment (Thaut 2003)." Perhaps the strangest finding I came across was a study that compared levels of negative emotions after watching a humorous movie, listening to music, and performing aerobic exorcises (Szabo, Ainsworth, & Danks, 2005). "The results of this experimental study demonstrate that watching an episode of entertaining humorous video or listening to new age music is at least as effective as a bout of moderate intensity stationary cycling in improving affect by decreasing TMD [total mood disturbance] which is an aggregate measure of negative affect." They researchers later suggest it is better to watch a funny movie than to go out and ride a bike. The last article I stumbled on compared the physiological responses of professional singers and amateur singers as they performed (Grape, et al., 2003). "The results indicated marked differences between professionals and amateurs with regard to physiological and emotional states. The professionals were more physiologically fit for singing, but did not experience the same well-being as amateurs seemed to do. The amateurs experienced more well-being and were clearly more enthusiastic. They also reported increased joy after the lesson, which the professionals did not." This finding is likely due to the fact that performers are concerned more with their performance than the actual act of singing. It can be inferred, therefore, that singing in the shower is far better for you than singing on stage. 
Art, strangely, took some digging to find significantly beneficial evidence. An art therapy group working with schizophrenics reported that, "Most therapists stated that image making helped ease personal difficulties through development of self-control [...] and helped patients identify feelings [...] Less than half [...] endorsed the view that a sense of mastery achieved through the acquisition of new skills was a key mechanism of action" (Patterson, et al., 2011). The creation of images for people with schizophrenia helps them "to express difficult emotions, improve capacity to communicate with others," a particularly hard act for them, "and supports the resolution of internal conflict." Another article looked at a group of at-risk adolescents as they worked together to build a city diorama out of cardboard and other materials (Slayton, 2012). "The group became a mutual exchange of respectful interactions—a community building a community—with the art product as the container for both the said and the unsaid." It is an incredible example of how art can be used to bring people together to solve social issues and motivate others into making a difference in the world. Photography (and even cinema) too can be a powerful tool in teaching people understanding and appreciation by offering incite into a person's world-view. Erdner & Magnusson (2010) found that, "Participants in the study […] have reported that this technique has yielded a more profound level of reflective thinking than interviews alone." The photos also assist the therapist in gaining an understanding of how their client sees the world. People suffering from severe mental illness also tend to lack verbal skills and competence, and pictures can provide a window into the life they may not be able to describe in detail. "Moreover, beautiful pictures stir deeper elements of human consciousness than words do." 
What about dance? It is not the first thing that comes to mind when we say "expression," but dance is used all over the world in the presence of high emotions. The following quote was taken from an article that compared the benefits of Hatha Yoga and African dance (though the specific dance style was not specified) to a biology class: "As hypothesized, African dance and Hatha yoga significantly decreased perceived stress and negative affect, compared to the biology class. Positive affect was significantly increased in African dance, significantly decreased in biology class, and did not change reliably in Hatha yoga" (West, et al., 2004). Yoga itself can be seen as a form of expression, but coupled with African dance, "these interventions aimed at reducing perceived stress may be effective in reducing stress and distress." Lane & Hewston (2003) explored mood changes following a modern-dance class. "Findings from the present study show that dancers report mood enhancement following the Limon style dance class as evidenced by increased vigor. […] The Limon dance technique should lead to maximizing effect on mood benefits." One important aspect of the study was that competition, as you can imagine, lead to increased stress. Once again, undertaking different methods of expression seems to be far more beneficial in the form of a hobby than a serious endeavor.
Drama, or acting in general, can also be beneficial (to some). Many people have heard of music therapy or art therapy, but drama therapy? We can define drama therapy as "… based on elementary theatrical exorcises starting from easy, simple motor exorcises, voice training, and ways of expressing emotions through a simple form of mime, progressing to group mime. In addition to these exorcises, use is made of role play, consisting of recreating daily life situations in which the patients are able to practice difficult tasks with which they might be faced in real life. […] These activities play an important part in preparing patients for further stages of therapy..." (Bielanska, Cechnicki, & Budzyna-Dawidowski, 1991). Psychodrama, a similar technique employed in psychotherapy, "is the process of enacting and reenacting past concerns and imagining the situation reoccurring in a present form, allowing patients to uncover thoughts and feelings that may not be accessed solely through talk therapy. […] The acting method aims to encourage communication, clarify issues, enhance physical and emotional well-being, and foster skill development. As an action-oriented technique or a clinical role-play, psychodrama provides a context in which individuals examine habitual patterns of reacting to certain problems and discover alternative ways to respond in a safe, supportive environment" (Konopik & Cheung, 2013). In their study, they used psychodrama in a group setting and found that being able to share your struggles with others allowed for an opportunity to work through them, gain feedback, and receive social support. Being able to reenact, relive, and change the outcome of something that may have happened in the past gives people an opportunity to take control of past events and to own them in the present. Indeed, participants "learned that once their past responses were enacted in the here-and-now environment, they could gain control of their feelings. Individual protagonists discovered hidden personal strengths, leading to a perception of improved self-esteem. As a group, the enactments helped these patients learn how past issues influenced current functioning and enabled them to make a connection between the two. Through their increased insight, the patients were able to view their interpersonal conflict through a new perspective." Acting is not just make believe - it is a process of coping, understanding, and control. It provides a way for people to literally face their pasts.   

1. Mohammadian, Y., Shahidi, S., Mahaki, B., Mohammadi, A. Z., Baghban, A. A., & Zayeri, F. (2011). Evaluating the use of poetry to reduce signs of depression, anxiety and stress in Iranian female students. The Arts in Psychotherapy, 38(1), 59-63.
2. Shapiro, J. & Rucker, L. (2003). Can Poetry Make Better Doctors? Teaching the Humanities and Arts to Medical Students and Residents at the University of California, Irvine, College of Medicine. Academic Medicine, 78(10), 953-957.
3. Kidd, L. I., Zauszniewski, J. A., & Morris, D. L.(2011). Benefits of a Poetry Writing Intervention for Family Caregivers of Elders with Dementia. Issues in Mental Health Nursing, 32, 598-604.
4. Rickett, C., Greive, C., & Gordon, J. (2011). Something to hang my life on: The health benefits of writing poetry for people with serious illnesses. Australasion Psychiatry, 19(3), 265-268.
5. Sargent, L. (1979). Poetry in Therapy. National Association of Social Workers, Inc.  
6. Labbe, E., Schmidt, N., Babin, J., & Pharr, M. (2007). Coping with Stress: The Effectiveness of Different Types of Music. Applied Psychophysiol Biofeedback, 32, 163-168.
7. Yehuda, N. (2011). Music and Stress. Journal of Adult Development, 18, 85-94.
8. Szabo, A., Ainsworth, S. E., & Danks, P K. (2005). Experimental comparison of the psychological benefits of aerobic exercise, humor, and music. Humor: International Journal of Humor Research, 18(3), 235-246.
9. Grape, C, Sandgren, M., Hansson, L., Ericson, M., & Theorell, T. (2003). Does Singing Promote Well-Being?: An Empirical Study of Professional and Amateur Singers during a Singing Lesson. Integrative Physiological & Behavioral Science, 38(1), 65-74.
10. Patterson, S., Debate, J., Anju, S., Waller, D., & Crawford, M. J. (2011). Provision and practice of art therapy for people with schizophrenia: Results of a national survey. Journal of Mental Health, 20(4), 328-335.
11. Slayton, S. C. (2012). Building community as social action: An art therapy group with adolescent males. The Arts in Psychotherapy, 39(3), 179-185.
12. Erdner, A. & Magnusson, A. (2010). Photography as a Method of Data Collection: Helping People With Long-Term Mental Illness to Convey Their Life World. Perspectives in Psychiatric Care, 47, 145-150.
13. West, J., Otte, C., Geher, K., Johnson, J., & Mohr, D. C. (2004). Effects of Hatha Yoga and African Dance on Perceived Stress, Affect, and Salivary Cortisol. Annals of Behavioral Medicine, 28(2), 114-118.
14. Lane, A. & Hewston, R. (2003). Mood Changes Following Modern-Dance Classes. Social Behavior And Personality, 31(5), 453-460.
15. Bielanska, A., Cechnicki, A., & Budzyna-Dawidowski, P. (1991). Drama Therapy as a Means of Rehabilitation for Schizophrenic Patients: Our Impressions. American Journal of Psychotherapy, 125(4), 566-575.
16. Konopik, D. A. & Cheung, M. (2013). Psychodrama as a Social Work Modality. Social Work, 58(1), 9.




Friday, March 1, 2013

UPDATE: Dreams As A Mirror Of The Self: dream


Dreams are interesting things. For millennia, mankind has attempted to interpret his dreams, to divulge their esoteric and other-worldly meaning. No doubt, our mindset, our waking thoughts, our worries, and the circumstances surrounding our lives have an influence over the unconscious manifestations in our dreams. You can learn a lot about yourself if you listen to the content. 


I always gage the quality of my sleep based on how many dreams I can remember in the morning. Some people can't remember their dreams, although I'm sure they still exert an influence on them while they're awake. Even our nightmares, particularly recurring fears and themes, are a means of getting more in touch with ourselves. Perhaps they represent an opportunity to face something that hinders you in your waking hours and challenges you to overcome your conscious fears.    

I know many expressive people who's dreams have made thier way into their poetry, painting, and music. Always reflect on your dreams in the morning to learn something from them and use them to enrich your life. They are, after all, yours.      

dream

behind these rancid eyes
hides a bag of hopes and a box of lies,
i push aside 
to find you still asleep

your eyelashes were fluttering,
a symphony of peace they spun,
just like the night before
until i woke up to find the sun

my mind was still a haze
as i erased the past few days
and found myself alone with thoughts
of someone i had never known

with her image in my head
i laid there in bed
and knew her love had still in me yet grown

yearning for that gift,
i fell silent once again,
awaiting if or when
into sleep i would drift 

as i did, she was there
and hadn’t moved a finger or a toe,
and as i crept closer,
i felt the lust in me grow

feeling her breath upon my lips,
in my head i begged, ‘a kiss’
‘a kiss for i and no one else’
‘a kiss for me’
‘for myself’

i knelt beside her breast  
and now the heart inside my chest,
the heart i held for years alone
and shared with no one else

had fallen silent hence no more,
erased the pain i had abhorred,
and beat faster,
ever faster,
far faster than before

my pulse felt shattered with delight
having found a love of which i’m sure
this loneliness in me i see will vex me no more

for now i lay my lips to hers 
and know this is no dream
her taste is sweet, her affection pure
and in that moment, i believed

but as i opened up my eyes,
the sunlight compelling me to weep,
i see 
i had never known true love 
for i had lived it in a dream 




















UPDATE
My first book of poetry, Death By Active Movement, has officially released. You can order your copy by going to the link above.
#DBAM 

Friday, February 8, 2013

Self-Preservation: The Cafone


Pride gets a bad rep. Sure, there are instances where we need to set aside our pride, but pride is a healthy means of self-preservation. To some, the pride is easily bruised, while others take pride in the fact that they can laugh at themselves. Pride is a good way to gauge your sense of identity; take pride in your uniqueness, your strength, your experiences, and your positivity. When we sense our pride being threatened or offended, that is a good opportunity to step back and evaluate the situation. What has caused this sense to arise? Is my sense of self under fire or am I merely taking myself too seriously? It is a delicate balance that takes skill and confidence to consider. 

In certain instances, however, when the pride calls for your aid or recognition, your sense of self may be threatened by the situation at hand. In such situations, we need to make a choice: Preserve the self (ala pride) or modify the self. Such situations often represent moral dilemmas or call our values into question. Through it all, we must remember that the self - a self that is loved, above all else, - must be kept in a constant state of becoming. It is a perpetual fixer-upper. When such situations assert themselves, we must ask: What is right for me? What do i stand to lose? Never ignore the call of your pride and never throw your sense of identity under the bus.        

The Cafone
He served me a generous platter of oily pigs’ feet. The garcon was adorned in a glaucous vest with vertical gray lines, a cerulean bowtie, pleated pants, and a button up, starched and bleached, long sleeved dress shirt with silver cuff links. There was an orange grease stain on his wrist.
The man across from me was dredging his dirty fingers in a mound of pig appendages he too had been awarded, piling them without hesitation into his snapping jaws. Transfixed by the popping suction sound of his chewing, with wide, oscillating jowls as the meat was imbedded deep between his uneven, gnashing teeth, I watched his thick eyebrows thrash with jubilation. The mixture of liquefied fat and saliva dribbled down each of his multiple chins and seeped into the napkin he had pinched between his thick neck and taught collar. He laughed maniacally.
I watched a piece of meat, formerly perched on the back of his tongue, fly across the table and land beside the saltshaker. Droplets splattered all across the tablecloth. He undid his tie and frustratingly flung it onto the tabletop, while loosening the jacket of his $2,000 suit. As he did, his elbow grazed a pile of naked knucklebones in a hors d’oeuvre plate beside the dwindling entre, fossils left in the wake of his gluttony. One of them rolled off like a die and approached the edge of the table, tumbling off and onto the toe of his polished leather shoe with a tap. He inhaled sharply. Choking, he coughed up still more particulates to span the space between us.
“Enjoy!” he said, gargling protein and gesturing with his pruned hand toward my untouched plate.
I swallowed loudly against the clatter of colliding dishes and glasses in the half-empty bistro, the sound of its closing creeping in from all directions. I wondered then, wallowing in my disgust and eating only doubt, just how much I was willing to sacrifice at the expense of my ambitions. 
   

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Call For Submissions to "The Hearts Series"

I need your help. 
Some of you may have noticed, here on the blog and on the Facebook page, that I have a photo series entitled "The Hearts Series." The purpose of the series is to capture heart images in everyday life so that we can each learn to appreciate the little miracles that surround us. 
I am calling upon my readers and fans to become a part of this lovely project. All you have to do is take pictures of hearts that you find in your day to day hustle and bustle and send them to me at licardist@gmail.com. Picture quality does not matter, iPhone or Canon, as long as people can tell what they're looking at. The only requirement is that they have to be FOUND: They can't be made by you just for the sake of taking a picture. A few of my friends have already contributed to this project, and now I'm opening it up to everyone!



Email a copy of your pictures to licardist@gmail.com along with: Your name and a short description of the photo (what it is of and where it was taken). I will desplay the pictures on the Facebook page along with the name and short descriptions you provide.   

I'm looking forward to seeing what you guys turn up, so get out there and find those hearts!   

Friday, November 30, 2012

Learning To Appreciate Things: I Am Thankful

How often do we stop to be thankful for the things we have? The simple things, like four walls, a full fridge, and a cat. But even simpler things, I think, deserve thankfulness: Like this computer or phone screen, or the shoes on your feet, or the paint on your nails, or even that bruise you got the other day. Why be thankful for a bruise? Why be thankful for a scar? Why be thankful for heartache?


Life has a silly way of being precious. There are things we take for granted that, even when we think of the things we take for granted, we don't think about. Like... solid ground... or birds singing... or being betrayed. A lie can even be cherished. What if you had ended up with that boy or girl who broke your heart? The childish love that never was - what if it had been? Maybe if you had you would have never learned to love yourself. The good and the bad, in time, are equalized.


I had the idea for this poem two years ago, but finally got around to writing it this year. It's meant to be a Thanksgiving poem, so I wrote it on Thanksgiving morning. Hopefully, in reading it, you can learn to appreciate things you hadn't before. Its purpose is to remind us that, even in the darkest moments, there is something worth being thankful for. In the end, everything has a silver-lining.  


I Am Thankful 

I am thankful
For eight fingers
And two thumbs
I am thankful
For two legs
And two arms
I am thankful
For vision
For sight  
For foresight
I am thankful
For taste
For smell
For touch
For speech
For an intact mind
I am thankful
For an empty stomach
Because it reminds me of what real hunger is
I am thankful
For a hungry mind
For curiosity
For inspiration
I am thankful
For ideas
For convictions
For concepts
For virtues
I am thankful
For fear
Because fear gives us something to conquer
And something to keep us in our place
I am thankful  
For tears
I am thankful
For mistakes
For being able to make mistakes
For being able to learn from my mistakes
For being sorry
For my mistakes
I am thankful
That I am not perfect
Because if I was
I wouldn’t need a reason to strive for better
I am thankful
For strife
I am thankful
For struggle
For hope
For faith
For being let down
I am thankful
For pain
For pain
For pain
For pain
Because when pain comes
It makes you want to forget what it means to feel
Because when pain comes
I want it to leave
And when it leaves 
I am thankful
Because pain reminds us of the beauty of contentment
It reminds us of how petty some things are
How real some things are
How fake some things are
I am thankful
For loss
Because it reminds us of what we still have
I am thankful
For memories
For being able to remember
I am thankful
For being able to forget
To forgive
I am thankful
For forgiveness
I am thankful
For love
The ability to love
For unrequited love
For lost love
I am thankful
We never were together
I am thankful
We couldn’t make it work
I am thankful
You didn’t love me back
I am thankful
For loneliness
For giving me a reason to listen to myself
For loneliness
For teaching me to love myself
I am thankful
For words
For language
For expression
I am thankful
For your attention
For your eyes
And your ears
And your tongues
I am thankful
For community
For friendship
For family
I am thankful
For my companions
I am thankful
For my mother
For my father
For my brother
For my grandparents
And my great-grandparents
And my great-great-grandparents
I am thankful
For my blood
I am thankful
For happiness
For humor
For laughter
Because the only thing stronger than your will to live
Is your laugh
And I am thankful    
For the stars
Because without them
The chemicals in my DNA
Would have never been
Because without them
I would have nothing to reach for
I am thankful  
For breath
For existence
For consciousness
For life
And all the baggage it comes with   
I am thankful
That I have been given the opportunity to exist
And to be thankful
I am thankful
I am thankful 

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