YOU ARE TAKEN TO ANOTHER PLACE

On the road less travelled

We always presume the other path would have been better. As we get older, we regret our mistakes, opportunities not taken, wrong turns...
We always presume the other path would have been better. As we get older, we regret our mistakes, opportunities not taken, wrong turns...
We come to a crossroad and it is the time to make another decision.
We come to a crossroad and it is the time to make another decision.
Some people prefer busy roads and follow the crowd on the road predestined for them...
Some people prefer busy roads and follow the crowd on the road predestined for them...
Some people, especially young generation like to forge their own path...often they choose the road less travelled full of obstacles and hardship...
Some people, especially young generation like to forge their own path...often they choose the road less travelled full of obstacles and hardship...
The road to acceptance...Have you been on this road? Do you have a decision or choice you regret? How do you deal with it?
The road to acceptance...Have you been on this road? Do you have a decision or choice you regret? How do you deal with it?
I always admired idealists and later realised that every shooting star of idealism has its own dark matter from which it draws its energy.
I always admired idealists and later realised that every shooting star of idealism has its own dark matter from which it draws its energy.
Some people can absent themselves from real life for their art more easily. Some of us are anchored into the quotidian business of everyday life.
Some people can absent themselves from real life for their art more easily. Some of us are anchored into the quotidian business of everyday life.
I admire idealists, but they are usually enabled by someone who holds the tether on their ballon, who pays the bills and sweeps up after them.
I admire idealists, but they are usually enabled by someone who holds the tether on their ballon, who pays the bills and sweeps up after them.
And yet, in everyone of us is hidden an idealist who believes in better world.
And yet, in everyone of us is hidden an idealist who believes in better world.
As an educator I believe the most unconscious biases we encounter every day in our lives can be overcome through education.
As an educator I believe the most unconscious biases we encounter every day in our lives can be overcome through education.
I have read recently about a young Asian student living in Europe in 1660. A young man taken out of his traditional culture, with all the fear and dislocation that entails.
I have read recently about a young Asian student living in Europe in 1660. A young man taken out of his traditional culture, with all the fear and dislocation that entails.
In 1660 you are much closer to the medieval mind than the Enlightenment with a whole other level of superstition, an alienness to how we think today.
In 1660 you are much closer to the medieval mind than the Enlightenment with a whole other level of superstition, an alienness to how we think today.
And yet, the prejudice and discrimination he had encountered was not very different to one he would encounter today. What does it tell us about us?
And yet, the prejudice and discrimination he had encountered was not very different to one he would encounter today. What does it tell us about us?
He had eventually embraced the culture that adopted him and was accepted. Do not forget it is a real story and it happened in 1660.
He had eventually embraced the culture that adopted him and was accepted. Do not forget it is a real story and it happened in 1660.
I have realised long time ago that you can not read or write about the pas and ignore religion. I am very interested in what religion does to us...
I have realised long time ago that you can not read or write about the pas and ignore religion. I am very interested in what religion does to us...
The capacity of religion to create love and empathy or hatred and violence.
The capacity of religion to create love and empathy or hatred and violence.
How did in the past and still do, the powerful and mighty of this world manipulate us and deceive us without knowing?
How did in the past and still do, the powerful and mighty of this world manipulate us and deceive us without knowing?
People always cast a quizzical eye over the irrational, the improbable and the downright impossible acts happening all around us and want explanation....
People always cast a quizzical eye over the irrational, the improbable and the downright impossible acts happening all around us and want explanation....
Sometimes there is no explanation available or many explanations to choose from...there are no roads, no compass and no maps to lead you to the right explanation.
Sometimes there is no explanation available or many explanations to choose from...there are no roads, no compass and no maps to lead you to the right explanation.
All you have to navigate with is what you are feeling. One tends to notice and to look for what confirms one's belief and to ignore or undervalue the relevance of what contradicts them.
All you have to navigate with is what you are feeling. One tends to notice and to look for what confirms one's belief and to ignore or undervalue the relevance of what contradicts them.
Whatever it is you do really believe in, do not follow the crowd if your heart and your mind tell you otherwise.
Whatever it is you do really believe in, do not follow the crowd if your heart and your mind tell you otherwise.
After the wild stormy night in the extreme heat of midday the thickest shade to be found was beneath gnarled pepper trees in the yard, there I was with the precious book under my arm.
After the wild stormy night in the extreme heat of midday the thickest shade to be found was beneath gnarled pepper trees in the yard, there I was with the precious book under my arm.
'War and Peace' by Lev Tolstoy, the greatest human story ever told. My book has a gleaming dust jacket that reproduces a detail form the gale of the Hermitage in St Petersburg.
'War and Peace' by Lev Tolstoy, the greatest human story ever told. My book has a gleaming dust jacket that reproduces a detail form the gale of the Hermitage in St Petersburg.
It captivates like a ripping yarn. The characters are real and the emotions generated in this immense saga of Russian life during the Napoleon Wars have a breathtaking reality.
It captivates like a ripping yarn. The characters are real and the emotions generated in this immense saga of Russian life during the Napoleon Wars have a breathtaking reality.
It shows the lives of the innocent extremists who are destroyed by an opportunistic politician.
It shows the lives of the innocent extremists who are destroyed by an opportunistic politician.
It reflects the conscience of the mob when it realises it has just acted in a way that is bestial and ghastly.
It reflects the conscience of the mob when it realises it has just acted in a way that is bestial and ghastly.
This book has an enormous readability that comforts people whenever they are held up, with time on their hands, times of war, time of tribulation...
This book has an enormous readability that comforts people whenever they are held up, with time on their hands, times of war, time of tribulation...
times of illness...and it teaches us a lesson, time changes, people changes and our attitudes and beliefs are changing constantly and yet we are the same....it is the time to back the grandiosity of our words by the substance of our deeds...
times of illness...and it teaches us a lesson, time changes, people changes and our attitudes and beliefs are changing constantly and yet we are the same....it is the time to back the grandiosity of our words by the substance of our deeds...

CONTRADICTIONS OF HUMAN NATURE


Following Marcel Proust's advice

on my travels

new landscapes

were not everything

I discovered.

Lost among tall stone walls

taken on with age

their beautiful patina

carefully preserved

I was relieved

to meet

an old Japanese man

who bowed his head

and let me

rest

under his ancient tree,

his branches

lovingly

supported by sturdy poles

he kept carving with an ageless agility.

I bowed my head,

in respect

and farewell

taking with me

a part of an ancient culture

embodied in respect and longevity.

And yet again,

after the March 11

of the 11th year

I walk over the bridge

covered in moss,

entering an old tea-house

with quiet

discreet reverence.

I listen to people,

who talk

about the gloom

of their post-tsunami lives,

bowing my head again,

in respect

and admiration

how stoically

their strength shone

through the disaster.

A Tokyo bride-to-be

wedding's plans

changed to a nightmare.

Her birth place is 'Fukushima'

her groom to be

called the wedding off

listening to well meant

advice

of his family.

While she weeps

unable to accept

such prejudice,

tens of thousands

of refugees

from around

the nuclear plant

look desperately

for shelter

on the cold Tokyo streets,

unable to meet the eyes

of other Japanese

who turn their gaze

and move away

quickly as they can.

When you look

directly

in the eyes

of their children,

bullied and teased

at schools

far away from home

they now attend,

you see the warning,

imprinted there by others:

I am contaminated – don't come near me.”

When they look you

directly

in the eyes

you can see their souls

proud of their home,

of their ancient culture,

of their proud heritage.

And they can see yours.

How can we not be moved to help them,

I ask a passer by,

a Japanese,

when they look at you with those innocent dark deep eyes,

and their only fault

was

that they were at the wrong place

at wrong time?”

On my quest

determined to believe

in the victory

of goodness

over discrimination and prejudice

I find myself

daydreaming

about valleys deep

and mountains high

remembering

my Grandfather

singing sad folk songs

about wars, famine and loss.

And only now

I understand

why it made

old people's faces

stream

with tears.

My homeland,

a tiny piece of humble land

in the middle of European expansion

and wealth.

Trumped upon,

occupied,

divided,

surrounded

by powerful and mighty

who for so long

denied it

citizens' rights,

language

and its' culture.

If no one else,

my people

would surely understand...

And yet,

they treat their only migrants

from thousands years back,

their Gypsy population

with hate and ignorance.

In the Eastern Europe,

where my homeland is,

one in 50 people believe

there are superior

or inferior races.

I leave behind,

the lowdown

of the high European life.

Before me

opens

the endless horizon,

of the Great Southern land

I call home

for nearly twenty years now.

Follow me

on the road less travelled,

the road of acceptance.

Australians,

after Canadians,

are among

the least racist people

on the planet

according to UN.

Many say,

Australia

was more interesting

when it was young

and isolation

had bred

and sustained

a range of striking eccentricities.

Reading Mark Twain

who sailed here

in 1890

once see

that some native vitality

has been lost

and with it

hopefully

discrimination against

its first inhabitants.

He never actually meet

an Aborigine

and it dawns on him

the reason why

as he hears

many grisly accounts

of their extermination.

Moving in time,

coming back,

'Stories without borders'

by Russian writer

Maria Tumarkin

reflects our national reluctance

to support migrants to these shores.

She believes we have

'an eerily sanitised view

of immigration

as a calculated decision

driven by self-interest

of the economic kind.'

Australian mainstream attitudes

towards immigration

are anything but kind.

What do you really believe,

if anything?

Is there any chance,

that every good deed

is not met

by the mean-spirited,

cynic and ugly one

on its path?

On my quest determined

to believe

in the unbelievable

but encountering

rational explanations

that keep getting

in my way

to enlightenment

I came to the end

of my travels.

Where I go now,

there are no roads,

no compass

and no maps,

all you have to navigate with

is your heart.

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Comments 42 comments

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Kamalesh050 5 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

It's awesome, very touching.

As I read I kept thinking how talented you are! Your thoughts have depth, you are kind hearted and have a broad mind with excellent and powerful writing skill. Oh yes the presentation is great with all the photos.

Best wishes to you.

Kamalesh


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you my dear Kamalesh for your support and belief in me, I love writing and when I start I can not stop, it is my best past time after the long day of work, I am happy it has some use for someone:)


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lmmartin 5 years ago from Alberta and Florida

As always, too good for words. Whenever I see the notice you've published a new hub I am thrilled to know I am offered such profound, thought provoking and beautiful reading. Lynda


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Chatkath 5 years ago from California

Absolutely wonderful reflections Beatra, inspiring such deep thought and longing to follow the path less traveled, and leading with the heart - to another place. Another level.

Voted up, beautiful and awesome!


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gg.zaino 5 years ago from L'America

Thank you Beata- it's been a long while since i've had the pleasure to witness love for another- beyond the shores and within.

pride- prejudice- and hatred are an ugly stain on humanity. where did it start? why did it start? and why is it still with us?.... we who are civilized- enlightened.

i'm afraid that until something truly devastating occurs globally the majority of populations worldwide will remain in suspicion and ignorance of how much we all need each other, and how closely related the planets humankind truly are to one another.

i am confident in those like yourself and myself to pass on the good- the healthy- the wonder of our species- not its disappointments.

i believe a civilization is judged by history in what it fails to do- not its glorious achievements. my soul weeps.

thank you for this Beata- i needed a recharging. :)

peace sister- greg


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Candie V 5 years ago from Whereever there's wolves!! And Bikers!! Cummon Flash, We need an adventure!

Wonderful, strong message, and powerful photos! I'm on the journey with you - blazing a new trail, for others to follow if they'd like! Thanks girl!


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

BIG THANK YOU MY FELLOW TRAVELLER ON THE ROADS LESS TRAVELLED...it is great to know that there is someone somewhere who understands what I want to say....what else I can say, you are the reason I am still here writing and pouring my heart out if I hear or witness another unexplainable action of human heart or mind?


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PETER LUMETTA 5 years ago from KENAI, ALAKSA

Beata, Well said and very touching. Travellers are we all in this short trip, I'm hoping to make the best of it. Thanks, Peter


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

That is very good attitude Peter, leave your heart and mind open and you will always take the right route....looking forward meeting you somewhere behind the corner:)


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Candie V 5 years ago from Whereever there's wolves!! And Bikers!! Cummon Flash, We need an adventure!

I shall be here to Follow along! If by some chance you happen on a great shopping market along the way, all the better! Hugs Beata!


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ahorseback 5 years ago

I voted this all up , not because of voting , but because in the end there is nothing as great as the open heart that is shared. Isn't that all, afterall , that which we seek.....:-] Awesome photos , words, and thoughts.


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thanks my fellow hubbers, I am not very interested in shopping but thanks anyway Candie, happy you stopped by....not very interested in voting either, but you are right dear 'ahorseback'....sharing is caring and I like to do that:)


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edmob1 5 years ago from United Kingdom

Two comrade traveller's pass crossing the carpathians in opposite directions, descendents of Bulgars and both carry A Hero of Our Time.but they do not duel this time.


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Happy to hear that dear 'edmob1', there is a honour in fair duel, but better to find a compromise:)....happy to have you on my side my fellow traveller of the same blood:)


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Midianite 5 years ago from Australia

Great piece, I really like this one!!!

I also love how you've taken your own photos, makes the content much more original.

You have a new follower :)


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Always happy to have a new follower, dear Midianite:)...have a great day wherever you are:)


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Rosemay50 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

A great piece of writing from start to finish.

Whatever happened to humanity!!!


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you dear Rosemay for taking your time to visit my site and I am very happy and honoured it was worthwhile for you:)...all the best with your hubbing my new friend:)


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MonetteforJack 5 years ago from Tuckerton, NJ

Well, except for funny, I voted up and everything. Like you, I do navigate with my heart. There's so many insights in this hub; and I thank you for bringing it out to readers like me. I admire your lyrical narrative, your writing. I plan to read more from you. Indeed, I was taken to another place via your hub, a positive place.


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you Jack, I hope 'our navigation by heart will never bring to dangerous and inhospitable shores'...one can only hope:) I am very happy you have visited my 'positive place' and see you again soon on some other path of my endless adventures somewhere between reality and dreaming:)


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habee 4 years ago from Georgia

You are truly a gifted poet. I love your word choice, your rich imagery, and your message. Voted up!


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Karen N 4 years ago from United States

Your writing is so beautiful!

Voted up and left you a google +.


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you so much dear my new followers for your beautiful words, hope never cease to enlighten you with my poetry:)....all the best from Beata


Sunnie Day 4 years ago

Thank you Beata,

This was writen with so much heart..touching beyond belief. You have the gift to move others..Thank you.

Sunnie


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you, dear 'Sunnie', hope I will always use my 'gift' cautiously and with care...human heart is a very precious thing:)....thank you for taking your time to stop by...lots of love from Beata


Aka Professor M 4 years ago

@Beata Stasak: The longest journey begins with a single step! Its a cinch by the inch but hard by the yard! Both are two very old and yet wise sayings to describe life and how to live. You have with this piece tried to in picture and words tell your version of both of those passages your own way, Beata! Everyone who has answered you here will get something from the pictures used and something else from your words.

Will it be what you want them to? Perhaps then again perhaps not! Each of us will take from it, that which our experiences allow us to feel, as we believe you did when writing this hub.

Regardless of which it turns out to be you have achieved one thing, Beata! Those who read this began to think and that is an important first step and with it begins that long journey!

Taken in small portions your message is a cinch to hopefully accomplish. If they try to encompass it all at once, then it will be too hard!

Thanks for writing this and getting your fellow Hubbers started inching forward. I voted this up and pushed all the buttons that apply here!

Also, Beata, you now have another follower, me!

Regards Mike (Aka Professor M!) ;D


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Vow!!! I am speechless now...the reason behind my first piece of writing here was the urge to express myself and find 'myself again' on the way...sometimes in our lives we get lost especially when we face enormous difficulties...reading and writing helped me to find my way back where I want to be...I am often reminded in my everyday life and I am aware that my 'foreign English' is sometimes 'bent to my own wishes' and yet this is the only way I feel I can express myself ...it is my unique style and it makes me enormously happy that my readers find it rewarding:)...thank you....


SilverGenes 4 years ago

This is the first of your writing that I've had the privilege to read and it is wonderful in all the true senses of the word. Your thoughts and reflections are not only musical, they are rooted in the truth of many lands. Thank you for finding me on here - I'm delighted to read your words!


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Ladyfairz 4 years ago from Georgia, USA

You hava a love and understanding that shines thru in your writing. Keep it up, Zona from Savanah, Ga


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you my fellow hubbers for stopping by and leaving me so heart full comments, you made my day full of sunshine and hope although it is raining in our parts today:)

My head is full of ideas for a new hub, unfortunately as a teacher it is time to concentrate on my students and start to write reports:)......but I will be back soon enough...good luck with your hubbing and visit me again:)


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attemptedhumour 4 years ago from Australia

Hi Beata, what a wonderful poem rich with wisdom and compassion. Yes Australia is a great country concerning prejudice. It's not free of it of course, but better than most. When I was at junior school in England there was a kid with a German Mother. No one played with him except me, and I was the only kid to visit his home. This was fifteen years after the end of the second world war, so I learnt to look beyond such pathetic, cruel and thoughtless actions at a young age. Good luck and well done.


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you for your wise words my dear fellow hubber, my writings helped me to 'open door' to the hearts and minds of so many great and wise people, I am a richer person because of all of you...thank you:)


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carriethomson 4 years ago from United Kingdom

Hi Beata very well written!! Loved it. I’ll take the opportunity here to bow and to show my respect for those who treat the other human beings as equal and as humans, and not discriminate on basis of origins or something as trivial.


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WD Curry 111 4 years ago from Space Coast

This is off the hook. Are you sure you are not from Florida? I am an educator myself. It is hard to find work as a vocational instructor right now. Go figure. I'm not waiting around, and I see you aren't either.


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Thanks my fellow bright and clever girls...doesn't matter where do we come from...inside out and outside in...we are all the same:)

It is easy for us to write about issues close to our hearts...and I strongly believe there are issues that need to be discussed over and over...


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WD Curry 111 4 years ago from Space Coast

Keep on talking!


Derdriu 4 years ago

Beata Stasak: It just boggles the mind to think of how you deliver such deep truths through such an expressive mingling of cultural parallels, philosophical irony, photogenic nature and provocative text.

Thank you for the artistry and the emotional arc.

Voted up, etc.,

Derdriu


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

I am just writing the beginning of our story and you, my fellow hubbers continue on our story with your deep and witty comments:)...thank you...


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phdast7 4 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

Marvelous. You managed, through the vehicle of poetry, to combine history, philosophy, geography, ethics, sociology, drama, and much more. A beautiful poem with teaching elements and a call for understanding and acceptance. Quite an accomplishment. I look forward to reading more of your work in the future.


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Beata Stasak 4 years ago from Western Australia Author

Dear my fellow hubber, I like writing but I am not a writer, I like history but I am not a historian, I like philosophy, psychology and geography as well as sociology and arts, but I am not an expert in any of the fields mentioned above...I am just an average teacher, who likes to ponder about life in general....and because of my non-English background, poetry is the best way to express myself freely and bend 'the English' to my will:)


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ChitrangadaSharan 10 days ago from New Delhi, India

This is such a beautiful poem full of wisdom, great thoughts about life and the beauty of nature!

Your deep understanding of life reflects in your well crafted poem.

Thank you!


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Beata Stasak 9 days ago from Western Australia Author

Thank you so much my reader, you are so kind to me:)...B

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