{"id":138,"date":"2006-09-08T16:48:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-08T14:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/wollopress\/?p=138"},"modified":"2006-09-08T16:48:00","modified_gmt":"2006-09-08T14:48:00","slug":"diverse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/?p=138","title":{"rendered":"diverse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/4341\/1678\/1600\/lady%20and%20500000000%20others.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/4341\/1678\/320\/lady%20and%20500000000%20others.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>Fingers are aching<br \/>Words<br \/>Full of words<br \/>Heart&#8217;s so full of words, I don&#8217;t even know if I&#8217;m able to say or write them in a way that anyone would understand<br \/>On one side so many words<br \/>On the other side &#8211; no words at all &#8211; silence!<br \/>This morning I read this poem by Rainer Maria Rilke and towards the end he says something along those lines:<br \/><strong>&#8218;and when your heart glows<\/strong><br \/><strong>and it doesn&#8217;t reveal anything<\/strong><br \/><strong>then he&#8217;s at work in it&#8216;<\/strong><br \/>These few words really struck me<br \/>These two (seemingly) so diverse emotions somehow go together<br \/>A glowing heart &#8211; burning so hot you almost hurt yourself<br \/>And at the same time &#8211; silence<br \/>Silence is tough&#8230; guess it has to do with patience<br \/>(I must admit that I like neither of them too much. It&#8217;s easier to distract myself all day long then to face silence.)<br \/>BUT: HE&#8217;s at work!<br \/>Then on the way to work &#8211; it felt like a confirmation to me &#8211; I saw this most beautiful rainbow! Looking out of the window to the left I saw the morning sun shining full on and on the right side it was pouring.<br \/>There it is again &#8211; these two diverse conditions\/situations &#8211; but they go together!<br \/>And God&#8217;s there!<br \/>WOW<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fingers are achingWordsFull of wordsHeart&#8217;s so full of words, I don&#8217;t even know if I&#8217;m able to say or write them in a way that anyone would understandOn one side so many wordsOn the other side &#8211; no words at all &#8211; silence!This morning I read this poem by Rainer<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=138"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=138"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=138"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=138"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}