Geology or Achaeology

it was a rare occasion for me to go to a restaurant with my daughter, a Mexican, El Matador, I like the food there. Well, would you know, I met there at least 10 friends from the Uni. The pastor of youth Randy Haar, Jackie James, the principal of CA V.Thompson, and his 5 friends[faculty] some of them my former students; the there was this table with 3 familiar faces: prof of Anthropology Dr. Spencer, a student of Biology,and a new face [old]from Loma Linda days of my life. He was prof. Paul Buchheim, a friend. He was giving a lecture that night at Hickman Hall at 7:30 pm. Wonderful world of exciting findings among fossils in a lake etc.... Needless to say I was on a date with a wonderful woman...you guessed...her name is Ann. We thought about our ET...the insatiable searcher of interesting things around him.
Then the letters started to come from my friends in Poland, from Ledy, Czarnulka, Peter, and so on. I am torn between my interests in Poland and at home. I wish I were in two places at the same time. I read the Blog, I look at the pictures sent me by The editor, and others. I see the fun my friends had in the snow, and I am almost not afraid of it. I search my books for some interesting topics to share with the students at Podkowa. I look at the "Palace," it looks great. There are people to meet, places to visit, books to read, lectures to give, songs to sing snd record [D], and have fun shopping for food and things at Carefour, then maybe some concerts in Warsaw. Friday evenings at Andrew's and then the Synagogue with my Hebrew friend. As you can see the activities will overwhelm the few hours we have in a day. The new and more efficient way to protect the girls? by installing electronic locks and monitors in the dorm? Interesting developments, to say the least. In my spare time I am reading Ralph Larson book dealing with the nature of Christ, Thielicke's Kleine Schriften [short writings] on the temptations of Christ, Oswald Chambers on The daily motivations of a Christian, and of course doctor Martins[Luther] discourse on the Pater Noster, Vater Usere in German. I am waiting for Dt's poem written just for me....and I am going to bed. Tomorrow I will send the cable to Dt and hope it gets there soon! Good night special friends.

Virtual Valentine?

2-4-68! Who can recall that fatefull date? I can! I followed and found my dream! The dream's name is Ann. February, the month of memories, of joys and sadness, of successes and losses. Those memories are precious, unique, unrepeatables, and my very own. I share them only with the friends of my emotions, those who not only know the melody of my heart but also the unspoken words. The Russians have a word that describes a fellow traveller on the road of life, they call him/her: SPUTNIK [pronounced spoot-nick]. Unexpectedly, almost by "accident" we meet a sputnik. We have not looked for him, he just appears... walking along. There are many strangers that pass each other like ships in the night, but sometimes one of those strangers will take our hand, look into our eyes[soul] and we know, for sure, that he is the one we can walk, talk, dream, laugh, and cry with. I am not talking of some casual almost incidental emotional experiences, but of something misterious, something other worldly, something sublime...like friendship. The effect on our being is tremendous, uncalculated, unexpected, and it compels us to forsake selfish urges and dependencies and become willing to give, to be spent completely, to uplift, protect, and ensure the functioning of that newly found gem of life. We are happiest when we follow our dream[s]. We are blessed when we meet someone that can help us and encourage us in that quest. I am learning to express myself in a quasi poetic form and this is my attempt:

Hatshepsut the Queen


You looked like a snowflake on a wintry cold night
There were stars above us and stars in your eyes
As we walked arm in arm and shared our dreams
With Little Boy Moses, the one on the right 

We explored our secrets and voiced our plans
And rejoiced knowing friendship will grow.
Then breakfasts and dinners, occasional dance
And those goodnights deliciously slow.

Soon the winter was over, and spring came a knocking
And the snow was transformed into rain
The flowers and bushes were dancing and rocking
We walked ever slower and whispered again.

The crystal of snowflakes turned to malleable raindrops
The stillness of snow, became concert of rain
Turtledoves cooed and sang from the rooftops
While we walked rather swiftly to catch our train.

The springtime of friendship had come to our hearts
The bonding of our minds was progressing
We talked of your singing, of music, and arts
Your eyes ever charming your hands were caressing.

All that was left was to learn how to kiss
How to hold and create sense of pleasure
How to prolong the experience of bliss
And transform common things into treasure.

50 years of emotions

Reading some of the posts in a blog community I am overwhelmed by the creative ability of the writers. Thank you D for you latest thoughts. Some of them scary a bit.There was a song in Polish that cought my attention enough to have memorized it:

Jechałem do dziewczyny na własne zaręczyny
I w autobusie przyznaję tu się poznałem inną znów
Jej urok wnet mnie urzekł więc zaręczynowe róże
Oczarowany, znów zakochany oddałem jej bez słów.
Gdzie znajdę na to radę ja mam chyba serca wadę
Ach którz me serce uleczy dzisiaj?
Bym tylko jedną...bym tylko jedną pokochać mógł.

There are so many people and things we love, admire, adore, and wish to express it in words of poems, songs, paintings, sculptures. It is not really important that the thoughts and their expressions refer to different people, but what is important is the endless capacity to bring joy to the hearts of others. Our words can bring comfort, consolation, encouragement, support, appreciation, and respect to others.
There is another poem that encourages us to: "If you want to say to others that they are special...tell them now!" Do not wait even a day to find a better moment [maybe more romantic setting?] for it may never come. Do it now. You are asleep my friends in Poland. May my words, when you read them tomorrow or whenever[if ever], bring a smile to you face, may you be convinced that you are special in every way. You are the stuff the dreams are made of. You are the wind under the wings of an eagle, the sunshine on a rainy day, the water of an Oasis in the desert; you are the beauty of life! You are a friend.

palin erchomai

It is hard to believe that a whole week went bye without any note. Much happened in between. First of all the title means: I will come again. This time to Poland. The dice are cast and I am on my way. [ossis jactantur]. Ann has seen to it...since I have procrastinated a long time. Now? Where do I go to? That is the question. Should I go to Podkowa and pretend that I am useful to the students or the "cadry"? Should I simply be a tourist visiting my friends? All I remember is that I will stay in Poland till July 24. We have a major move to consider. From Collegedale to Jelico, 160 miles north from here. Ann is looking at new work in a group od surgeons and FP's in Williamsburg KY. We will not move, but have a permanent-temporary place in Jelico. Part of the time I will spend in Krakow with my sister and her husband; they have a house in Krakow. Then I have to [read want to] play tennis in Cieszyn, walk in the Tatra mountains, visit Pieniny, Dunajec, Czorsztyn, etc. Also visit Maniewicze in Ukraine, and maybe even Odessa, who knows. And yet I want to be with my friends in Warsaw and Podkowa. Those are tough problems that need not be solved ahead of time. My youngest, Zosia, is graduating from SAU with major in accounting. Andrew will come from Pasco for two days since he is still teaching. I am switching computers and try to do it bit by bit, so I will have only what I need. I will be switching from all of my e-mail addresses to gmail.com as soon as I let all my friends know of the change. Tomorrow we will host a discussion group in our home, and hope it will go well. The last two weeks here were cold and windy. Not as cold as in Poland, but then we do not live in Poland.[LoL] I am looking forward to seeing with my own eyes the renovated palace. I remember what it looked like in 89 when I first visited Poland and Podkowa. When I read your notes on the msn and blogs I feel like I were already in Poland, then I remember your weather and I am glad I am here. I talked tonight with ET and he mentioned interest in visiting Poland again...but when...we shall see when it happens. By now, you all are snug in your beds...and hopefully warm. Happy Sabbath to you all and a pleasant day with plenty of sunshine and a bit of warmth...in the air. I will be writing e-mails to my friends in Podkowa tomorrow evening. So sweet dreams Do;Go;Cz;Ir;Ar;in Podkowa and PPA in Warsaw.

Fragrant flowers of humanity

According to one lady author of the 19/20 century the purpose of God in creating a woman was for the benefit of man. What is astonishing among the so called monotheistic religions is the fact that only the Christian religion, or better yet the Biblical religion recognizes the proper role of a woman in society. Notice I have added one more qualification to the list, and that is the Biblical religion. For, even among Christian denominations there is a gross misunderstanding of the role of a woman in our society and church. E.White in describing the creation of a man, elaborated on the duties of the two sides of man that is the man, and the woman. The duty and opportunity of the man toward the woman was to provide for and protect her and cherish her as a special gift from God, to be the only suitable help to man...in all aspects of life. The man was to learn gentleness, kindness, and other "softer" attributes of life...from the woman! So when we ask ourselves today what are "girls" for...we may answer truthfully that they are to provide us with an opportunity to learn how to be and behave like a real man. Rebelion against God (sin) destroyed in man the knowledge of the true role he was to play in the life of the society (his family). It is sin that prompts us to view women (girls) as someone we "take from," as someone who is to "give" to a man first herself and then her whole life in service. We perpetuate this innane concept at our wedding ceremonies, by asking: Who gives this woman to be married to this man. In Biblical religion the woman is the alter ego of man, the same rules and regulations, the same principles and the same expectations are demanded from a man as from a woman. The famous dictum of the Ap. Paul says it all. For in Christ there is neither man nor woman, neither free or slave, neither Jew or Gentile, for we are all one (in status before God). We may paraphrase the saying of JFK : ask not what you may get from a woman, ask what you can do for her. These thoughts may become handy when the 14-th of February comes around. But the measure of a man is not what he said or brought to the woman on one day of the year, but what he says in words, actions, and thoughts to every woman all year long. Sin has brought selfishness into human relationship. We relate kindly and properly only to those that we benefit from. Some women we like for their prettiness, some for their intellect, some for their industriousness in life...etc...Instead of this we should look for beauty in everyone, the real beauty that reaches deeper than the skin, into behavior in all aspects of life. I read a short saying that is humorous though sad: The average woman would rather be pretty than smart for the average man can see better than he can think! It is a sad commentary on the development [read degeneration] of human nature, but how often it is true! I like to receive letters from my friends in Eastern Europe....letters full of excitement, of accomplishments, expectations, joys, plans, and even difficulties. They are willing to share their life with me...their aspirations and their disappointmentd. They are like flowers that share their fragrance, like skylarks that share their joys of life in song, they are like intimate friends that stand by me and hear the voice of my soul even when I do not speak. In summary, we may say: God created man and woman for "friendship" and everything else is a secondary derivative. A good day to you all: ET in Washington, Go,Na,Mo,An,Ar,Pe, and others. Till tomorrow.