31. August 2008

Joie de vivre

Category: Musings — Thorsten Becker @ 4:33

From Wikiepdia:

“Joie de vivre (from the French joie, “joy”; de, “of”; vivre, “to live, living”; “the joy of living”) is a term sometimes imported into English to express a cheerful enjoyment of life; an exultation of spirit. Joie de vivre, as one scholar has written, can be a joy of conversation, joy of eating, joy of anything one might do… And joie de vivre may be seen as a joy of everything, a comprehensive joy, a philosophy of life, a Weltanschauung. Robert’s Dictionnaire says joie is sentiment exaltant ressenti par toute la conscience, that is, involves one’s whole being.”

Many people are looking for joy in their life. However, I find that we often tend to confuse joy with fun or pleasure seeking. There are plenty of activities offered to us that (supposedly) are fun and pleasureful. However, those feelings don’t last very long. They fade away shortly after the activities end and we’re often left feeling somewhat empty and longing, seeking more fun and pleasure in turn.

Joy on the other hand is not tied to specific actions but to our disposition, our attitude and outlook on life. Joy is often found in rather mundane things such as a nice meal, a walk through the park, lounging in the sun, a stroll down the beach as well as hobbies. Also, joy and happiness are closely related; a joyful person is most often a happy person. Someone that has a lot of joy radiates it and is a pleasure to be around. Joy can easily be shared while fun is most often tied to very subjective things, those only we may find exciting but aren’t as much fun for others.

While there is nothing wrong with having fun it is only one small part of a happy life. Finding joy is of much greater benefit and, depending on our disposition and outlook, can have a lasting affect.

Smile

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 4:01

Smile, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

If you ever loose your smile
Don’t fret, there’re plenty to find
In all the life around us

© Thorsten Becker

Creatures of wood and bark

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 3:45

Creatures of wood and bark, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

Walking through the forest
Full of creatures old
Of furrowed wood and bark

© Thorsten Becker

28. August 2008

Journey to Erlendree – The Watchers

Category: Lucian the Seeker — Thorsten Becker @ 4:12

Journey to Erlendree – The Watchers, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

“I have made my final preparations and will be leaving shortly. I feel a certain guilt that I spend more time that needed within the library, my concern for my king urges me to press on as quickly as possible as his daughter’s life hangs in the balance. But admittedly I have gained valuable insight in ancient history, long lost and forgotten. I strongly feel that the evil Damaruis so valiantly fought is trying to find its way back to our world. The poisoning of the princess alludes to sinister plans. The secrets she could have revealed under the influence of the toxicum cannot be of military value but rather emotional and deeply personal. Cunning creatures such as the Taifari would most likely focus their attacks on the human heart rather than the body, at least initially.

As I sit here writing these lines I realize that Malledral is pulsating intensely. My bond with the cursed blade is increasing. Every time I grab hold of it I feel its twisted power surging through my body. It is hard to explain, this feeling of calm and holiness combined with chaos and evil thoughts like two sides of the same creature, one darkness, one light, living as one. I can feel my old temper rise which I have sought to control for many years through deliberate study and meditation. I do not want to be tempted by it yet I know as if through divine revelation that much will depend on my ability to control the dagger. I cannot become tempted by its allusion of power and strength yet I must not be afraid to use it when needed. I am a scholar, a teacher, a healer but the art of combat is not far from my heart despite my physical limitations. I shun it as a necessary evil, a fire fighting fire. But enough of this, there will be plenty of time for reasoning at another time.

And now, as I am ready to depart I feel Karrinna’s heartbeat stronger than ever. I will have to go into the thick of the forest where she cannot follow. Hence she has called on her smaller brethren, on all the owls of the forest to be her eyes and ears as well as her beak and talons should it be needed. Her concern for me provides much needed encouragement. Within a short period of time I have become so used to feeling her presence that now I cannot imagine not having her close to me anymore; it will be difficult to part ways when the time comes. For now I am looking forward to concluding my journey, accompanied by the owls of Erlendree, the watchers Karrinna called upon.”

From the journal of Lucian the Seeker - © Thorsten Becker

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Tatooine Sky

Category: Homage — Thorsten Becker @ 2:01

Tatooine Sky, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.


EXTERIOR: TATOOINE — LARS HOMESTEAD.

The giant twin suns of Tatooine slowly disappear behind a
distant dune range. Luke stands watching them for a few
moments, then reluctantly enters the domed entrance to the
homestead.

From Star Wars - A New Hope produced, written, and directed by George Lucas.

Something about the shape of the silo and the color of the sky reminded me of this rather well known scene from the first Star Wars movie. The only thing missing are the twin suns.

27. August 2008

Ever more

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 3:29

Ever more, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

Through open window I hear thy voice beguiling,
What wisdom may you be hiding?
Thus I rise from day’s tiring work to investigate
See what it is you say, you so assuredly state.
“Ribbit! Ribbit!” I hear you convey
Contemplate your words I sure shall may,
That ancient knowledge will fill my way.
But you, quick now, what is thy knowledge full of grace
What are the secrets hidden from man’s face?
“Ribbit! Ribbit!”
Ah surely you mean much more
Than idle croaking so galore?
A deeper sense there has to be
How come I cannot see?
“Ribbit! Ribbit!”
Shush your insults at my inability
To understand your word’s sensibility.
Show me, tell me, teach me now
Surely you do know how?
“Ribbit! Ribbit!”
Stop the torture, oh the pain!
All my asking seems in vain.
Your secrets stay well hidden with you
There is nothing further I can do.
Hence I will retreat to life’s lasting bore
While you will be sitting here ever more.
“Ribbit! Ribbit!”

© Thorsten Becker

This little poetic comedy is a homage to Edgar Allan Poe and his poem “The Raven”. I thought about the vanity of people searching for answers to their problems and ways out of their misery and how it often takes on bizarre forms. There is indeed much wisdom to be found around us, but not in the way we expect. Just taking some time out from our busy life, slowing down, sitting back and watching nature can provide much relieve and a new perspective.

26. August 2008

Remember

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 7:25

Remember, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

Sometimes the heart gets heavy
The eyes look down
The valley of deep shadows approaches quickly.
Yet, along the way, even in the twilight
Little reminders, blossoms of hope, cross our path.
That no matter where we are
No matter how lost, alone and left for good we feel
A constant voice gently calls out “Forget me not”
“For I have not forgotten you”

© Thorsten Becker

25. August 2008

The tongue is a fire

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 4:39

The tongue is a fire, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

“5 Likewise the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. 6 The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole person, sets the whole course of his life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell.

7 All kinds of animals, birds, reptiles and creatures of the sea are being tamed and have been tamed by man, 8 but no man can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison.

9 With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God’s likeness. 10 Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be.”

James 3:5-10

Just as a little match can set a large forest on fire so can words spoken in anger or without consideration burn the heart. Internet communication has most certainly added much to verbal harm due to its anonymity. Nevertheless, the responsibility for each one of us stays the same - to show kindness and consideration for our neighbor so that we may not set him or her on fire.

24. August 2008

Lost and found

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 2:47

Lost and found, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

Sometimes we’re adrift, lost at sea
Thrown hither and tither from wave to wave.
Floating atop, barely at times.
Afraid of sinking to ocean’s bottom so deep.
Then, suddenly, just as all hope seems lost
A distant shore emerges on the horizon,
A gentle breeze bringing us closer and closer.
But when finally we reach safe haven at land
We wonder “Will I ever be found?”
Take to heart, eyes searching will see,
Those looking closely for treasures will find
That which once was adrift and lost at sea,
Cherishing and loving all of who we are.

© Thorsten Becker

23. August 2008

The things most precious

Category: Inspirations — Thorsten Becker @ 2:59

The things most precious, originally uploaded by Alternate:Words.

The things most precious
Are not the ones that shine and shimmer
Like gold and silver treasure
But the the ones that glow and glimmer
Filling our hearts with lasting pleasure

© Thorsten Becker