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Looking is a gift, but seeing is a power. ~ Jeff Berner
Originally posted on Nathan De Ruwe:
Every time I heard about Morocco, it was about their culture, the spices, traditions,… It got me very excited to visit this country. However after my visit I have a different opinion.
I saw the darker side of Morocco which is hidden from normal tourists. The dirty streets, poverty, bad living conditions,… There is more to these people than what meets the eye especially if you leave the touristic places.
the rememberer…is a person who defies the natural laws of decay, one who makes the heart a more hospitable ground for the traces of the past than stone could ever be. The rememberer might also be a lonely rebel against the passage of time. To resist the erasures occasioned by this passage of time, memories have to be written down.
…the memories which lie within us are not carved in stone, nor do they tend to become erased as years go by. But often they change, or even grow by incorporating extraneous features. ‘This scant reliability of our memories will be satisfactorily explained only when we know in what language, what alphabet they are written, on what surface, and with what pen: to this day we are still far from this goal.’ [Primo Levi] *
Bridge Across Broken Time
Those gifts you left
have become my enemies:
there might have been
a moment’s forgetting ~ Ono no Komachi*
Ono no Komachi…became the subject of legend almost from the time of her death. Little is known of her life, and the stories about her freely commingle historic fact and suppositions drawn from poems…Legends, folktales, and songs add that Komachi was not only the outstanding woman poet of her time but also the most beautiful and desirable of women…Also according to legend, the renowned poet ended her life in anonymity, isolation, and poverty, an ancient, half-mad hag living outside the city walls, though still writing poetry and possessing a deep understanding of Buddhist teachings.*
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*The Ink Dark Moon
Trans: Jane Hirshfield w/Mariko Aratani
As old age arrives,
considering just the day’s length
can move one to tears. ~ Issa*
Haiku transforms the most mundane of moments into something special. In Zen it is glimpses like these, rather than the study of the doctrine that are said to lead to enlightenment – the realization of the true nature of existence…The haiku poet, knowing that words are not enough to capture the fullness of any moment, inscribes a partial idea that leaves an all-important space for the reader to fill in. As you question what the poet has omitted, the poem comes alive through your own memories and feelings. (p.8)**
There is a relation between the pleasurable ‘aha!’ phenomenon of insight and the right amygdale, which mediates interactions between emotions and higher frontal cognitive function. In fact an extensive body of research now indicates that insight, whether mathematical or verbal, the sort of problem solving that happens when we are, precisely, not concentrating on it, is associated with activation in the right hemisphere, mainly in the right anterior temporal area, specifically in the right anterior superior temporal gyrus, through where there are high levels of restructuring involved there is also activity in the right prefrontal cortex. Insight is also a perception of the previous incongruity of one’s assumptions, which links it to the right hemisphere’s capacity for detecting an anomaly.
Problem solving, making reasonable deductions, and making judgments may become harder if we become conscious of the process. Thus rendering one’s thought processes explicit, or analyzing a judgment, may actually impair performance, because it encourages the left hemisphere’s focus on the explicit, superficial structure of the problem. (p. 63)***
*The Spring of My Life and Selected Haiku Kobayashi Issa
Trans: Sam Hamill
**The Moon in the Pines
Trans: Jonathan Clements
***The Master and his Emissary