Blue mountains

Wings of the heart
Original painting by Juan Bielsa
Oil on board - 54 x 65 cm
Painting for sale

Today I've failed.

No Silence.
No prayer.

Today, my life
full of noise.

Today I've failed.

Today, all spaces
full of words
in confusion.

No Silence.
No prayer.

My love, today
I've not seen
the blue mountains of your heart,
your land.

Today
no prayer, no prayer,
no rain, no sun in my life,
in the ways into Beauty.

Today, I've completely
failed.

Today
ashes in the hands,
sadness in the eyes.

Juan Bielsa

My first poem in my bad English

We have a mission

In the confusion of the world, we have a mission.

A voice within us speaks very clearly: "You have a mission".

But all the confusion in the world speaks very loudly; a thousand televisions speaks, and a thousand cell phones, and thousands of opinions... Our solitary soul remains in the distance, silent in the dark.

But, at night, sometimes, when there is a great silence... we hear the voice, the voice of the heart: "You have a mission... You need to love. You have a dream".

We'll try a thousand tasks in the world, maybe will be successful in the eyes of the world... But then silence speaks, like the memory of our first love, with virgin lips and a kiss full of innocence and truth: "You have a great dream". Silence will always speak, and our soul will always will be calling to us, with feminine freshness, a caress: "I'm with you. You have a mission".

We'll always have our dream at hand, in our hearts, waiting, like an eternal love. Time passes, time passes... But it will never be too late to start to accomplish our task of eternity.

Am I failing in my life? If I'm not answering positively my inner call, yes, I'm failing. Absolutely.

I have no choice. All my efforts in this world will be useless and condemned to nothingness if they don't meet my dream.

I would like to be prepared to fail in this world if necessary (and I know that is tremendously hard). But I don't want to fail in my heart, I don't want to see all my years wasted without accomplishing worthy dreams, a prayer.

Juan Bielsa

- My e-mail addresses :
pintura@juanbielsa.com
jnbielsa@yahoo.es

- My website in English :
www.poeticpainting.com

Christian Larson: "The development of the will"

New Matsushima
Painting by Juan Bielsa
Oil on canvas - 55 x 46 cm
WORK FOR SALE

Say to yourself a hundred times every day and mean it with all your heart :

I will become more than I am.

I will achieve more and more every day because I know that I can.

I will recognise only that which is good in myself; only that which is good in others; only that in all things and places that I know should live and grow.

When adversity threatens I will be more determined than ever in my life to prove that I can turn all things to good account.

And when those whom I have trusted seem to fail me, I will have a thousand times more faith in the honour and nobleness of man.

I will think only of that which has virtue and worth.

I will wish only for that which can give freedom and truth.

I will expect only that which can add to the welfare of the world.

I will live to live more.

I will speak to give encouragement, inspiration and joy.

I will work to be of service to an ever-increasing number.

And in every thought, word and action my ruling desire shall be to enrich, ennoble and beautify existence for all who come my way.

Christian Larson

Your forces and how to use them (1912)

A prayer for animals

Hear our humble prayer,
o God, for our friends
the animals,
especially for animals who are suffering :
for any that are hunted or lost,
or deserted
or frightened
or hungry,
for all that must be put to death.
We entreat for them
all thy mercy and pity.
And for those who deal with them
we ask a heart of compassion,
and gentle hands
and kindly words.
Make us, ourselves,
to be true friends to animals
and so to share
the blessings of the Merciful.

Albert Schweitzer

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pintura@juanbielsa.com
jnbielsa@yahoo.es

- My website in English :
www.poeticpainting.com

James Allen: "Our mind is like a garden"

James Allen
Author of "As a man thinketh".
James Allen was born in Leicester, England,
on November 28, 1864.

A man's mind may be likened to a garden, which may be intelligently cultivated or allowed to run wild; but whether cultivated or neglected, it must, and will, bring forth. If no useful seeds are put into it, then an abundance of useless weed seeds will fall therein, and will continue to produce their kind.

Just as a gardener cultivates his plot, keeping it free from weeds, and growing the flowers and fruits which he requires, so may a man tend the garden of his mind, weeding out all the wrong, useless and impure thoughts, and cultivating toward perfection the flowers and fruits of right, useful and pure thoughts.

By pursuing this process, a man sooner or later discovers that he is the master gardener of his soul, the director of his life. He also reveals, within himself, the laws of thought, and understands with ever-increasing accuracy, how the thought forces and mind elements operate in the shaping of his character, circumstances and destiny.

James Allen ("As a man thinketh")

- My e-mail addresses :
pintura@juanbielsa.com
jnbielsa@yahoo.es

- My website in English :
www.poeticpainting.com

Happiness and will power

Books can be dangerous also
Some books can have a negative impact in our lives.
I liked this book in my adolescence,
but it turned to be harmful.

In my childhood, I was very, very happy.

It would be hard to imagine a more satisfactory childhood.

But, afterwards... in my adolescence I was unhappy. Why? Being hypersensitive by nature, maybe I did not integrate properly reason. Besides, I was developing at that time a negative approach to many things.

I've always been an avid reader. I read in my adolescence books and more books, many of them were not positive for me.

Time passed. It was hard to find new beliefs, new hopes, a new faith, new friends, new books... and it took some years to become a positive person. It took a lot of effort and reflection.

Incredibly, I became a very happy person again. The last twenty years have been a blessing for me. I've even accomplished in that time the most beautiful dreams of my life.

And now, what? Will I be happy in the future? And you? We don't know. Nobody knows future. But one thing I can say. I'll strive to develop will power. All my efforts will be directed to accomplish this purpose. I would like to strive every hour, day, week, month, every year of my life, to acquire a gigantic will power.

I think I have great qualities, as everyone, but my weak point has always been will power. I have an extraordinary intuition, I know perfectly what is best for me, I'm very cultivated. But... I've been all my life hypersensitive (and always will be), and so I'm easily influenced by circumstances. I NEED to develop will power.

My senses, my energy... will have beautiful fields and gardens, but... there will be also fences all around, there will be absolutely clear limits, sacred limitis, wonderful limits. Even limits in apparently unimportant things.

We battle daily with so many distractions, so many temptations... We must be on our guard, or else we can lose our way, we can cease playing our game and start playing unpleasant ones.

We all know; our economy is in crisis. We even talk of recession, another 1929... Even capitalism needs control, even capitalism needs a clearcut set of rules, sacred ones, which nobody would be allowed to break. If we want a strong economy, we need all that, fences around businesses; we need freedom but also fences and fair play. All game needs rules established in a spirit of justice. If a game has no rules, then this game has no sense, only cheaters will make money, and ultimately the game will finish badly.

Life without clearcut rules ends in disaster.

Happiness, happiness... With amorous controls, with will power, compassion and wisdom, happiness will always be possible and at hand, will always be in our heart, ready to blossom.

Juan Bielsa

 

- My e-mail addresses :
pintura@juanbielsa.com
jnbielsa@yahoo.es

- My website in English :
www.poeticpainting.com