Are You Workaholic?

 Have you figured out what is your calling in life? Have you asked yourself what calls to you so strongly that you can not resist, knowing that it is truly yours to do? Or you haven't figured it out yet? That's alright. Probably you still have time to find out.

Today I read something from Rumi:

 "Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground."

And I am thinking when I graduated from medical school I had no clue what my calling was. Most of the "normal" people knew what they wanted to do, they wanted to work as a doctor. Of course I have no clue what normal is anymore, you know that about me. And I didn't want to "work" as a doctor, I wanted to passionately help people understand how precious their health was and how important it was to maintain that state of health and of course help them heal once the body is imbalanced.
Alas, I had not learned that in medical school.

Do I think that going to medical school was a waste of time? Nooooo! Absolutely not. There I learned about the beauty of human body and the immune system that is functioning better than any military in the world. There I learned how truly the universe is minimized in one single cell, how the miniature of solar system is in one single atom. Those facts were overwhelming and they still are.

Gaining knowledge in this world expands the inner wisdom that we already have. If our inner wisdom was the size of a dot compare to the whole knowledge of the world, by the time we graduate lets say from medical school, that dot has grown to a circle with the diameter of 1 cm or maybe yours is even larger, 3 cm :)
Probably as that dot gets bigger the surface and the contact with the knowledge of the world  also gets bigger, so  we realize there is more we don't know in another word, our perception of how much we don't know is greater too.

I am making a lot of sense to myself, I hope you get me too :)
That is why we shall never stop learning but we shall always trust the inner wisdom, the inner knowledge.

It seems to me that regardless of what you do, whatever you do, should be something you love.
And if you don't love what you do, as long as you "have to" do it, love it! If you don't, you won't survive, your body will give you a hint.

Make sure if what you do is a "have to" do, it is something you do temporarily and have your B plan which has actually been your  heart`s desire original A plan.
 Nothing in this world is sweeter than doing what you love to do. When you love your job, your job loves you too, then your committed & selfless YOU kicks in, then and only then, YOU will see who You really are!
That is when work becomes worship.

Inspired by You SecondMuse.

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Writing out of love while in Beautiful Baden-Baden

I am here in these pictures.I am in Germany in a beautiful city called Baden-Baden to attend The International Clinical Symposium as well as participating in #Hans- Heinrich Reckeweg clinical Case Award Ceremony.

I walked around and spiritually got lost in the beauty of autumn, I inhaled the colors and meanwhile took some photos to share. I walked and as my heart filled up with the diversity of colors I dearly wished my loved ones were here with me so as I could share  this immense love with them.

I found the little pond and a bench and my soul took me there and I followed.

As I got closer I saw how sad actually that corner was. I couldn't resist not to take pictures of that. 

A deep sadness got all over my heart. I cried instead of the nature. 

Because no matter how much I tried to understand the logic of why leaving the garbage there and not put it in the bin next to the bench, I didn't get anywhere. There is no logic but a lack! Lack of education. 

The earth is our home. Our home is not limited to the wall or fence we have built around ourselves. The earth is our home.

Let's look for a garbage bin and if we don't find it we all have one at home :) yes...take it home.

#HEEL 

"All movies are worth watching"

Have you seen the Iranian movie "Taxi"? It is out in Oslo movie theaters.

The movie fascinated me with what it brought out of me. I am an Iranian,  and I think I am aware of what is happening in that country however, the way this story was put together had a certain lightness to  it. It did enlighten me and gave me a new version of how some people in Iran are, how they have changed. For example it is the most natural thing to execute people for whatever reason it maybe.

The truth is, there is absolute freedom of expression for some, therefore, they tell their truth and their truth is that it is ok to execute some people to teach a lesson to the rest!
It doesn`t cross their mind that the execution of small drug dealers by loads has`t helped the increase of drug addicts in Iran, it has`t crossed their mind that how on earth all the drugs gets in to a country so strict in it`s borders.

It seems that legal and illegal, real and unreal, have lost their real meaning, that the little girl in the movie is totally confused because what the teacher is trying to teach the kid in the school is killing her creativity and if she does`t have an uncle like Jafar Panahi thats what she is going to believe and that kind of a film maker she is going to become, a film maker who sees the reality of the society but stretches the truth of it, so badly until it is "presentable".

This made me think how often in our lives do we stretch the truth to make an acceptable point? Are we not lying to oneself then?

This movie as I said fascinated me with what it brought out of me.There are therefore as many interpretation of a movie as the number of the viewers and I am not interpreting it professionally because I am not a critic writer, I think a reasonably good article is on  review Los Angeles Times.

My enlightenment was that there is hope for this country and its people if proper education is put in place, an education that will not give space to superstition because it will be so available and accessible to all, an education that teaches us about diversity and respect for all regardless of their nationality,religion,race,temperament, gender and profession even if the man who asks for your daughter`s hand is from Afghanistan. : )
An education that encourages, empowers and polishes the gems within our kids, and have those wondering, garbage collecting children in schools and not expect them to be selfless when they are hungry.

For now with the pressure and dictatorship governing, we suffice to the goodwill of people who ask film makers to show and spread what is, through the art, and we salute them. Long live Jafar Panahi for you moved something in me.This is real art.

However, how do I want to contribute to this process?

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صدای دوست

صدای دوست از آن سوی دنیا

با شوق، تعجب، پر از سوال،

گفت:

کجایی‌؟

و من:

آنجا که آدم برفی‌ها بچه‌ها را میسازند

آنجا که طنین سرما دماسنج را فلج می‌کند

آنجا که آسمانش در تاریکی‌ با نور شمال می‌رقصد

همان‌جا که انسانها روی راستانه ساکتند

که کشتزار‌هایش مترسک ندارد

و آب،

هدیه ابر و برف و کوه به انسانهاست

آنجا که طبیعتش

آرام آرام

گام به گام 

تو را به اوج می‌رساند

آنجا که آرام بودن و یکسان بودن

شرط اول نسل هاست

آنجا که انسان‌ها رنگا رنگند

اما،

آدم دلش برای کثرت تنگ میشود

همان "وحدت در کثرت" خودمان

آنجا که همه مثل هم مساویند و تفاوت‌ها دردناک

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صدای دوست از آنسوی دنیا 

با شوق، تعجب، پر از سوال

اما خندید...

زبان قلب مرا خندید

و گفت:

وجود جنوبی تو آنجا چه می‌کند؟

گفتم:

یادت هست می‌گفتیم " کاش شمعی بودم در این تاریکی‌"؟

زبان قلب مرا خندید و گفت:

" کاش شمعی بودم در این تاریکی‌"...

صدای جنوبی خود را شنیدم پر از پرسش، پر از سوال..

تو کجایی؟

گفت: آنجا که کشتزار‌ها از فرط مترسک‌ها دیده نمیشوند

آنجا که آب دیگر هدیه کوه به انسانها نیست

واژه راستی‌ را بلند بلند دروغ می‌‌گویند

و آرام بودن،

اجباریست،

صدا نشانه قیام

و طبیعت گام به گام

به قعر میبردت

گفتم:

پس وجود عاشق تو آنجا چه می‌‌کند؟

خندید..

زبان قلب مرا خندید و گفت:

" کاش شمعی بودم در این تاریکی‌".
PariThemuse

Painting of M.Mohammadizadeh from Kerman,Iran

What if you were here?

And what if you were here in the next room laying down in bed daydreaming?

what if you were taking a shower?

what if you were sitting here on the other end of the sofa occupied with your cell phone browsing, “like”ing, commenting,poking, chatting perhaps with an interesting quiet, or a lonely one like yourself and I… and all that, in absolute silence…?

I sit here and imagine you are here in the next room laying down in bed daydreaming.

I imagine you are in the shower and you, are not singing, because you never did.

I imagine you are sitting on the other end of the sofa occupied with your cell phone, browsing, “like”ing, commenting, poking, chatting with an interesting someone…all in absolute silence.

I close my eyes, hear Chopin playing and feel whatever is…and I am thinking I am alone but not lonely.

Painting of Mohammad Mohammadzadeh #Kerman #Iran

Journey of life

What a journey is the journey of life sometimes it is long, as far as the journey of I to my higher self, sometimes as close as a trip from the earth to the moon. The moon that is right there in the sky and we see it almost every night, we can calculate how far it is and we can spend days and night to build the right machinery to go there. And the far journy to the higher self, no destination, no end, as endless as when I stare at the spirit of a flower, as deep as the potency of a drop from the ocean. In the drop I found the ocean, yet the ocean is ocean, the drop just a drop. But as the poet said when the drop joins the ocean it looses the self, it joins the higher self, it becomes one with it.

Are we not all drops of humanity, isn’t there one soul, one spirit and we are just drops, unique pieces of a higher Self, higher Being, the Spirit of love.

Do you have a list of good and bad people?

 

Have you got any unfinished business going on in your life? And by that I mean a relatinship which has remained unresolved, or at least one of the parties feels it was left unresolved?

What steps would you take to resolve it? Or, have you ignored it for so long and you think it is not worth digging in anymore?Do you beleive that tests of life will be repeated until we get it? In another word we keep bumping into the same people when it comes to relationship, be it men or women, until we finally get what is needed to be healed in ourselves? 

Don’t you hate it when you meet people who irritate you or, are unfair to you? Don’t you feel like they didn’t really get to know the reality of who you are?

What is your reality? Who are you really? Do you know how you want to be known? Or you let people judge you based on your reactions? Are you your reactions? How about when you were proacting? Wasn’t that a part of you too? Haven’t you been misjudged then if people only stamped you based on a single reaction?

It is sometimes challenging to be fair in our approach towards each other. We can be hard on each other and probably it originates from the way we see ourselves, the high expectation we have from oursleves, the perfection that doesn’t exists. We so wish we could be perfect and it is so frustrating not to be, that the mere observation of it in others can just blow our mind and nerves. How can someone be such a childish man or woman : ) How? Well just like I am so childish sometimes :) and maybe it is ok. Maybe I can start being forgiving towards myself and consquently forgiving towards others. 

Maybe we don’t need to have a list of good and bad people in our mind. Maybe we should keep people in our hearts rather than our mind, because mind is rational, judgmental and sometimes cruel. Heart is unreasonable, forgiving,  and compassionate.

Do you approve people with your mind or your heart?