Dec 03 2008

Love and compassion are effortless

Published by at 10:15 am under Ivan's Story,Thoughts for the Day

Love and compassion are effortless.
The soul is exhausted by the effort
to stop this natural outpouring
of the living heart.

3 responses so far

3 Responses to “Love and compassion are effortless”

  1. Mithraon 04 Dec 2008 at 2:10 am

    I can relate to this poem in a big way. Its like a fire within that needs to be released.

  2. Mithraon 04 Dec 2008 at 2:22 am

    Dear Ivan

    I was reading the part about your dad. Do you know where he taught in Iran. In late 1970′s we had an American professor renting an upstairs flat in our house. I remember sitting on the stairs and talking to him. I know there were a lot of Americans probably in Iran. I am from Shiraz, the city that has produced many great Poets, Saadi and Hafez.

    Mithra

  3. Ivan M. Grangeron 04 Dec 2008 at 9:47 am

    Hi Mithra,
    What a delight to hear from Shiraz…
    To the best of my knowledge, my father only lived in Tehran. He taught at the university there. Sadly, I never had a chance to visit him there, though maybe it wasn’t the best time politically for an American child to try to visit. It sounds like things got very tense for Americans working there when the revolution occurred. And he was caught up in the middle of things at the university, since many of the key people in the Iranian Revolution were students. But he got out safely. He returned to the United States and taught at a few small colleges here, but he could never find a stable position that paid very well, so he once again returned to teaching overseas, in places like Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.
    All three of his children were in some way touched by his work in the region. I, of course, became increasingly drawn into the rich world of Middle Eastern poetry and the sacred traditions of the region. My half-brother became a diplomat. And my half-sister got her university degree in archaeology and ancient cultures of the Middle East…
    Ivan