诗歌乐疗：你·我·梦 You·Me·Dream | Poetry & Healing Music
"I read what seduces me, I write what perverts me. "
- Heather Cai -
Though I am often in the depth of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. —— Vincent Van Gogh
虽然我常常身处于极端的不幸之中，在我心灵深处仍有平静安宁、单纯和谐以及音乐。—— 梵高
Van Gogh with bandaged ear and his Sunflowers have been warning me as the deeply penetrating and regular ringing of the densho bell. The past of Van Gogh's life still illuminates many lives of the present. The hopeful Sunflowers still blossom in a distant land, and in the not too distant future of our life.
This hope serves a particular spirit, always reminding us to be vigilant and think positively - no matter how vulnerable and weak our heart becomes, no matter how much lightness and heaviness we all have as beings, no matter how darkly the world surrounds us, no matter how often we are discouraged and pained, no matter what, giving in is not an option, not for me.
The ultimate surrender is suicide. There is nothing absolutely substantial in the buzzing world of human creations. Not even our most precious life given without choice. Growing up with mountainous problems in a remote village, I always believed if we belittle ourselves and take our own lives, we would burden others and double the pain. And the pain would worsen if that life means the whole world to them, your family in particular, especially when they have nothing but you, only you.
A life, given or taken, fair or unfair, can be substantial if we fill it with appreciation, kindness, gratitude, beliefs, dreams, love, hope and music. To fulfill this great purpose of life, HeathersChamber is now open for irregular/random/free submission of unpublished original photographs, drawings, poems, and healing songs or meditative tones or classical musics or operas. (WeChat: Heather69)
To enlarge our hope and to lighten our burden, one of these elements must be reflected in your work: originality, authenticity, positivity, beauty, strength, depth, truth, personal growth, growth mindset, humor, unusual experiences, observed insight, living people, human condition.
All your contributions on HeathersChamber will be rewarded in one way or another. Some of your works in this Poetry and Healing Music Series will be selected and published within 3 years as an anthology alongside my own novel FROM GULLY TO WALL.
I'm grateful to start this project with Kayio and Ruby Huang Huanfeng. Ruby's drawings and poems show the sheer beauty of life and the purity of heart. The god of small things is with us all the time, don't we see?
割耳的梵高和他的向日葵像定点的悠远的钟声直在警醒我：梵高过去的生活仍照亮现代许多人的生活；他充满希望的向日葵仍在远方绽放，也将在我们生命中不太遥远的未来绽放。
这种希望是一股独特的精神，时常提醒我要保持警惕，积极思考——无论我们的心变得多么脆弱和渺小，无论我们作为人的生命多么轻盈和沉重，无论我们周围的世界多么黑暗，无论我们频繁跌倒多么让人沮丧和痛苦，无论怎样，对我来说，向生活投降绝不是一种选择！
投降的终极是自杀。在人类创造的嗡嗡世界里，没有什么是绝对实质性的。即使是我们上天赋予的最宝贵的生命。在一个偏僻的山村里长大，历经风雨磕绊坎坷磨难，我总相信，如果我们贬低自己，夺走自己的生命，我们会给别人带来负担，造成双倍痛苦。如果那条贱命恰是他们的整个世界，尤其是你的家人，那么痛苦就会恶化，特别是当他们一无所有，除了你，只有你。
一个生命，给予或索取，公平或不公平，如果我们用欣赏、善良、感激、信念、梦想、博爱、希望和音乐来填补它，就会充实。为了实现这一大人生目标，“阿太的密室”现在开始随时、自由、不定期征集尚未发表的原创摄影、绘画、诗歌和疗愈歌曲、冥想音乐、古典音乐、歌剧。(微信：Heather69)
为了扩大我们的希望，减轻我们的压力，你提交的作品必须涵盖这其中的一个要素：真实、深刻、新颖、积极、美丽、力量、现实、幽默、个人成长、上进心态、不寻常经历、洞悉见解、当下人物、人类处境。
你在阿太的密室所做的贡献或多或少都将受益于大家。这“诗歌乐疗”系列，也会从你的作品中筛选成一个选集，3年内与阿太的英文小说《从冲沟到长城》一齐出版。
我很感激Kayio和Ruby Huang Huanfeng开始助力这个项目。Ruby的绘画和诗歌展示了生命的纯粹之美和心灵的纯洁。小东西之神一直近在身旁，我们看到了吗？
我的眼是闪电与河流最终的归宿
我的话是带有盆栽味道的星座
我的文字是锋利的闪光的刀子
他们都有惊人的力量
但我不是一本你想看就看，不想看就合上的小说
我是一个透明的人，拥有智慧、尊严和主动性
我摇动你曾伤害的树
这么多星星落下，而我收集它们
我把它们视为朋友
我有自己孤立的纯真
有时候我们面前什么都没有
你和我的名字只是我们的名字
你和我的身体只是我们的身体
你和我可能只是一个闪瞬的时刻
而我想最大化我们的“生存时刻”
我发出你的紫色呐喊
我止住你的黄色伤口
我把夜晚涂在画布上
我在梦里创造了一个梦
看看早晨美丽的脸庞
摸摸明日夜晚的身躯
想想我们用什么来光耀自己
微小的生物
哪怕有一天我们可能什么都不记得
你可以放弃你的梦想吗
你梦里的孩子漂浮在大海上
他们在那里等你
一直等你
My eyes are the ultimate home for lightning and rivers
My words are a constellation with the flavor of pot plants
My writings are sharpened twinkling knives
They all have amazing power
But I am not a novel that you can read when you want and shut when you don't
I'm a transparent human with wisdom, dignity and initiative
I shake the tree that you've hurt
So many stars fall down, I collect them
I treat them as my friends
I have my isolated innocence
Sometimes there is nothing in front of us
Your name and my name are just our names
Your body and my body are just our bodies
You and I are maybe just a flashing moment
But I would like to maximize our “living moment”
I spray out your purple whoop
I stop your yellow wound in motion
I paint the night on a canvas
I create a dream in a dream
Have a look at the beautiful face of the morning
Have a touch at the sleeping body of tomorrow’s evening
Have a think at what we do to glorify ourselves
Tiny living creatures
Even one day we may not remember anything
Is it ok to give up your dream
The children of your dream are floating on the sea
They are waiting for you
Always
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Heather is the daughter of a subsistence rice farmer from Fujian Province, China. She tells stories from her experience as one of the poorest. She writes her dream to share with the world, a very personal place. She has now written two English literary novels and is looking to being published in the UK. Her passion is a splendid cocktail or milkshake of word, image, music and art. She likes collecting books, DVDs, papers, stones, shells and leaves. She desires for all forms of natural beauty. She is currently working for Shanghai Taichi Center.
希瑟·蔡太莲是福建一个自给自足稻农的女儿。她作为穷人的穷人之一，讲述的故事来自最底层的仰望。她写就她的梦想与世界分享一些个人独特的亲身经历。她完成了两本英文文学小说，喜欢收集树叶、书本、影碟、贝壳和剪报，向往各种自然美。目前在上海从事太极文化行业，也在努力打造“阿太的密室”，集文学、艺术、文化、哲学和世界女性于一体的个人公共服务平台。
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