It's beautiful and it's full of small joys and surprises, if only we look for them. If only we develop the eye with which to look, we will see why life must be cherished and celebrated. Full of challenges and lasting triumphs and only passing failures, believe me, life is so precious, worthy of our endurance and patience; for at the end of each difficult cycle, a silver lining of satisfaction and reward and experience awaits us, if only we can see it. Life is good. I love how my passing pains have made me see sharper, feel deeper, and appreciate more. My life is so beautiful today. Yours is too, if only you would take the time to see it.
Video Information: Des'ree sings Life.
My Friday gift to you: watch this happy and uplifting clip. Kuban Ensemble, formerly 40-Daf, perform in Tehran in January 2008. Group leader is Vandad Massah Zadeh, and lead singer is Nima Rahmati on Kamancheh. Enjoy!
It's Friday. We're back! It was a very good and tiring day. I will have to write a separate post, telling you about Santa Cruz through a few pictures I have taken. This is a short post just to wish you all a very good and relaxing weekend. Iden came by this week to take his finals and to leave our parts for Los Angeles, where he will be reuniting with his family. For the four months that he did stay with us, the young man grew immensely in my heart. When I was saying goodbye to him, I reached and gave him a big hug, telling him more with that embrace than I could in words, sending him off with love. I think through that embrace he heard me tell him that whenever he wants, he can come back and stay for as long as he wants. I think he also heard me say how much I will miss him. When he left, I thought to myself that I should hug people more, because I can tell things to them this way which I can't otherwise! So, this is my advice for you, too, this weekend. Go and hug people around you, conveying messages which are hard to tell otherwise. Now, here's the key to doing this as happened with Iden, too--when we hug people and tell them things this way, we must be prepared to hear some similar messages from them! I heard Iden's message yesterday. I hope you send and receive good messages through your embaces this weekend, too. Have a wonderful weekend y'all.
Sahar of Afsaneh Ballet Company performs a Khorasani dance at Persian Pride Celebrations in Los Gatos, California, April 2008. Beautiful and uplifting. I am keeping quiet tonight, thinking about some things and going to bed early so that I can attend another day-long session sitting in a darkened room, listening to a monologue tomorrow. Yikes! Let's not think about awful things. Let's enjoy this music and this dance. Life is too short. Have a wonderful Wednesday everybody!
Shaghayegh Kamali performs Korashah (The Prince), a sweet Bakhtiari ballad, composed by Siavash Beizaee in Germany, March 2008.
It's Friday. I finish another week of intense activity and emotions. Reacting to some undesirable news and stimuli, I experienced stress, worry, anger, and fear, emotions I don't normally feel these days...well maybe the stress, but not the rest. It is always challenging to be a single mother, but sometimes those challenges become a little bigger and more difficult to handle. On the upside, I also experienced some unusual positive emotions. I spent time with my young friend, Maryam, who is expecting her second child any day now, and it was exciting to be in the company of the hope that surrounds an expectant mother. Now, by Friday evening, everything has settled down and I'm back on track of life as I like it and understand it. Relief.Did I tell you Iden left us a couple of weeks ago? I miss the young man. Tonight my sons and Paul are watching basketball and eating the dinner I just made for them. As I let the stress of last week roll down my shoulders into my fingertips and from there trickling onto the floor and out of me, I hear them cheering and laughing. That's a really good sound. I will not worry about how quiet this same house will be in a couple of months when my older son, too, will go to live in another university town. I am done with my worrisome thoughts of this week. I am going to embrace my loved ones this weekend. I'm going to pull up a chair next to my family and just sit there looking at them and listening to them. The cell phone is about to be turned off and the home phone unplugged--the computer, maybe! You should try it, too! Go sit and watch people who matter to you talk and interact and eat and move about. Listen and see what new things you hear. Be kind to yourselves and to others and if you feel compelled to do something, let it be to hug and kiss and coo. Enjoy your weekend and be good y'all.
My interview with Maestro Loris Tjeknavorian was published in Persian Cultural Center of San Diego's Peyk this week. Here are images of the two-page feature. Click on the image to read it. If this is a problem, let me know and I'll post the text.
Radif Ensemble performs Persian traditional music at Queen Elizabeth Hall. Amazing Daf solo by Ali Nourbakhsh.
On Friday night my friend and I participated in a political fundraiser for the re-election of Ross Mirkarimi to the San Francisco Board of Supervisors. He is a second generation Iranian who has been extremely active in the Iranian community in the San Francisco Bay Area, fostering promotion of Iranian culture, arts, and social issues in these parts. He is also a very nice guy. Friday's fundraiser was an exciting event, especially when I visited briefly with Ala Hazrat, Bayramali and Reza! Yesterday my friend took me to meet another fabulous second generation young Iranian, Schauleh Sahba, who is making a short film advocating "No War on Iran." What a delightful young woman and what a sweet project. I will share more details about her important project later.
After all that excitement, this was a quiet and beautiful Sunday, spent mostly in the company of my older son. He helped me tidy up and clean the house, while all the time we were having philosophical discussions! We talked about love, relationships and many different things. We fought a little, too, which is to be expected. Now my house is tidy and clean and my thoughts and soul are sorted out! The three of us had dinner together. That's my life tonight, simple and beautiful. Have a good week you all.
Beshkan Dance Academy Performs "Vision of Persia" at Celebration of Dance 2007.
It's Friday. It is a special Friday for me, because I'm taking my second trip to Southern California this week in a few minutes. This trip is not for business, but for the pleasure of meeting friends and my nieces and nephew and attending the inaugural meeting of a writers' association, a cause near and dear to my heart. I am really excited!
My younger son gave me a ride into Berkeley this morning. That was pretty cool, my very first ride from him! He and I talked about different subjects on the way, laughing a little, too. Maybe it was my imagination, but I thought he was pleased to be giving me a ride.
In a few minutes I will have to catch a train to the airport. Before I go, I would like to wish you all a happy weekend, filled with relaxation and joy of proximity to those you love and causes you pursue. Embrace things you love and care about with gusto and high energy. Considering the various adversities of life, when we face positive things around us we really should jump in and make a big deal out of them while they last! I am going to be doing that this weekend in San Diego. I will try and not worry about my sons, who will probably be celebrating their own joys in a house empty of their ever-present mother! I will write again from San Diego. Have a good weekend y'all!
German Vogel Ruiz, a Chilean man, observing the threats of war on Iran, decided to go and discover Iran for himself in 2007. He has put his findings into this video clip, advocating "No War on Iran." Interesting and moving.
I had dinner with my friend Enayat. We had an interesting talk about writing (what's good and interesting to write) and reading (what's good and interesting to read). We talked about self-censorship among bloggers, about what they choose to write and what they choose to leave out. It was an interesting discussion, very thought provoking. Though I know I don't write about some things by choice, I doubt that I'm overly obsessed with self-censorship in my blogs. It would be very boring if I had to watch everything I say, taking all the joy out of the activity. I know to some people it might appear as though I am "too positive," or "too happy." I can't help that, because for the most part, I am what I write about. I do have sadder posts or more reflective ones, but when at the end of a day I sit down to write, I mostly remember and celebrate the good things I did and saw and felt that day. What can I say? Especially when some things don't go right, I feel moved to see and appreciate the things that do! That is the way I cope with life. My life is beautiful, not because there isn't ugliness in this world or that I don't see it, but precisely because I do. Am I making any sense?