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August 10 彼岸花开彼岸花开
这是谁和谁立下的毒誓?
现在的生活,有一部分(生活的状态可以无联系的分割成及部分)过的是一种类似老年的生活,或者准确地说,就是安详,沉稳并且悠闲自在,虽然还没有那种让自己的生活纯粹悠闲起来的实力,可这在我看来仅仅是一种心态问题,于琐碎生活并无关联,不管富裕或拮据;若硬要将其联系起来,那么也就开始变得不安详、沉稳并且悠闲自在了。
昨天在去超市的路上,偶然发现了一种原来北京也可以生长的“彼岸花”。花的名字很好听,琢磨起来落到笔下,也觉得甚是美丽,可是开口说“彼岸花”却觉得有点矫情,还是叫它“石蒜”吧。以前歌中唱过,片中演过,书中写过,原以为如此神秘的花,如今竟出现在平常生活中,多多少少觉得有点惊奇。那时候所得知的“彼岸花”,神乎其神,生于沼泽或墓地,是传说中冥界的象征,叶落花开,花不见叶,生生相错,美丽凄凉。被过度神话的花朵,一度使我迷惑世间是否真正存在这样一种神秘的植物,是否只存在于那一个个色彩斑斓,流传已久的神话故事中?如今这样生生地,鲜亮地出现在眼前,那么必然要占为己有的。花店的老板娘倒也慷慨,送了我个廉价的塑料花盆,拿回家洗洗干净,然后拿着小铲子和塑料袋去花园里挖土。栽种的时候小心翼翼,争取不要伤到它那娇嫩的小根。待栽好了,就摆在阳台;一共六株,其四盆栽,其二水植。值得庆幸的是转栽到我这里并没有使它们蔫枯,现在看来依然那么生机勃勃,火一样红,血一样浓。隔了一天,我又它们分别困了水,清晨起来淅淅沥沥喷洒几下,然后搬来把小凳,悠哉地泡壶绿茶,看着大理石台上的形态各异的花朵,赏心悦目之极。
这看上去类似老年人的生活,在我以为,这样的状态是任何年龄段的人都可以拥有并享受的。只不过能有幸拥有这种生活状态的, 唯以老年人居多,所以一旦被提起,便立刻联想到“老年”二字。就这样的每天抽出2~3个小时,过一过所谓的“老年人生活”,对于我们年轻人来说,也未尝不是一件乐事。
关于“彼岸花”的神秘传说,我也查到了许多,其中一个说的是,很久很久以前,在城市的边缘开满了大片大片的彼岸花,也就是后来的曼珠沙华。守护彼岸花的是两个花妖,一个叫曼珠,另一个叫沙华。他们守护了几千年,却从来没有彼此见过一面,都为是花开的时候看不到叶子,有叶时却没有花,叶存时,花未开,花开时,叶已逝,就这样, 花与叶两不相见,生生相错。他们疯狂地想念的彼此,并被这种痛苦折磨着。终于有一天,他们决定违背神的旨意,偷偷地见一次面。那一年的曼珠沙华红艳艳地开着,被惹眼的绿色无声地衬托着,格外的妖冶绚丽。神发现后,一怒怪罪下来,作为惩罚,下了一条诅咒,命曼珠与沙华打入轮回,永远不能在一起,生生世世在人间受此折难。于是,曼珠沙华又被称作“彼岸花”,意思是开在天国的花朵,妖艳而悲伤,像一双双伸向天堂祈祷的手掌,为了一句誓言而彼此守护,生生世世。
May 25 领略大师-Ennio Morricone 光影音乐会 我珍贵的周末两天。要做的已经安排好。
昨晚,来到人民大会堂,看那位我敬仰的、已经81岁的老头莫里克纳。我不知道他下次什么时候会来中国。但我清楚,也许这是我一生唯一一次能见到他。虽然在他的电影音乐里我已经与他相遇多次。 他一生的将近500部电影原声。很多声音,在写字的时候,电影开场的时候,可以轻易的判断出来。眼泪会轻易的流出来。
他是有史以来最伟大的电影音乐作者。我怀着私心希望他能长留于世。
这就是好东西的魅力吧。心甘情愿的为它流眼泪,你甚至不用看过电影。试试他的音乐你就知道了。
好音乐是人人都能听懂、可以轻易的穿透心魄的眼泪。
音乐真是神奇的力量,你可以完全不懂,可一样被打动。它真是世界的语言。
很多情况下,人会觉得这样的感受对于艺术来说是矫情的,那是因为不是所有的艺术家都能做到这一点。正如能体会到这一点的也并不是所有观者。我还记得马斯洛的“需要层级理论”,而共鸣是一种非常高要求高水平的体验,那真的是可遇而不可求。
我带着一份憧憬的心情去迎接这位我所无限崇敬的电影音乐大师。感谢他给我的所有关于音乐的美好享受和对电影给予的崇高理想。我做好所有的准备让自己悲伤。我和所有人一样,愿意选择轻松、愉悦、诙谐、搞笑,但有些时候,我在拼命的花钱让自己感受痛苦,我想,昨晚以及之前的晚上,一定有人在人民大会堂流泪,为这份长久的感动落泪。为我热爱的这位81岁高龄的老人。他满头白发。 他会在那里挥舞着指挥棒。他的意大利莫里克纳乐团。那些曲子是他写的。那500部电影一一闪过。整个人生一一闪过。 May 10 “Women better fund managers than men”
“Women better fund managers than men” Poll finds most in the industry believe females are more suited for the job.
Females traits – such as risk aversion and attention to detail – make women better fund managers than men.
According to the poll by Ignites Europe, the majority of asset management professionals believe that women hold the upper hand when ti comes to asset management.
Men do not possess the skills needed to match the success of their female counterparts, say two-thirds of professionals.
A female respondent to the poll from a US-based fund house, who wants to remain anonymous, says women make better managers because the are more “methodical, loyal and consistent”.
She say: “Decisions of risk are weighted appropriately with other factors like compensation and the next career move. The do not ignore gut feelings.”
“To generalize, then men go shopping, their approach is that of a hunter who must conquer; so portfolios tend to reflect behaviour of a herd – ignoring their instincts.”
She adds: “By contrast, when women go shopping they are goal-oriented and approach it as an experience. The benefits are that women tend to invest more time to spot trends and independently use multiple senses to determine value before they make a decision”
A female professional at French asset management house agrees. Women are “less impulsive and more thorough”, she says.
This comes as figures released last week by French fund association AFG identified that equity funds managed by women have produced more consistent results than those managed by men, over a five-year, three-year and one-year period.
The results show that although female-led funds are rarely among the top performers, they are less frequently found among those products at the bottom of the performance league table and are much less volatile than those funds run by men.
The women involved in the AFG findings claim their success is the result of a lack of ego. However, a male respondent from a global asset management house, believes the differentiator is one of risk tolerance, not gender. “A man who is risk-aware will outperform a woman who is not over time,” he says.
Some even suggest the economic crisis will benefit women in the long run as they have lower levels of risk appetite.
“I don’t believe women are represented enough at the moment, it seems to me that women sometimes approach risk in a different way to men, and in some cases they may choose not to take risks that are as great”.
“In the current environment, this is what is needed. Women are strong negotiators and understand the bigger picture without being swayed by short-term financial gains.” She adds.
However, others believe comparing men and women does not reflect the reality of the workplace any more.
Sophie Horsfall, co-fund manager of F&C’s Global Climate Opportunities fund, says the poll’s results are irrelevant because many women will always have worked as a part of a mixed sex team.
“Most fund managers work as part of a team where they will have support analysts and an alternate manager on their fund. So even if they are the lead manager, they have a team who help them in the work that the do,” she says.
“All fund managers have different styles and I really don’t think it comes down to what sex the fund manager is.”
However, Ms Horsfall acknowledges that there are some firms where women could come up against the glass ceiling and where it might be more difficult if the can’t necessarily put in tall the hours that are needed for the job. April 26 A Romantic Break for One
Since childhood I have liked the feeling of being the only person in the world doing what I’m doing. Silly, I know.
“Mum, do you think I am the only person in the world at this moment who is asking if I’m the only person in the world who at this moment who is asking if I’m the only person in the world who at this precise moment…”
The patience of my nearest and dearest can still move me to tears.
I love Melvin, a Donald O’Connor and Debbie Reynolds musical from 1953, brims with sunny innocence. It tells the story of a chorus girl who longs to be a star and, well, loves an awkard fellow named Melvin. It’s a gentle screwball comedy with cheerful songs and impassioned speeches such as: Melvin:”I’d do anything for you! I’d rod a bank, I’d take a rocket to the moon, anything! Just ask me!”
Judy: “Put me on the cover! My picture, on the cover of the magazine!”
Melvin: “Judy, I said I’d kill myself or take a rocket to the moon, but don’t ask the impossible!”
Debbie Reynolds is particularly memorable when plucked from the obscurity of the chorus and given a part playing a football that soars and swoops when kicked in a big song and dance soccer number. I am watching Melvin in preparation for seeing Reynolds in cabaret at the Caryle in New York in early June. I don’t expect her to sing “Good morning” from Singing in the Rain while capering over an upturned sofa – she is in her mid-70s after all – nor to dive and soar like a dancing human football, but I have heard tell that Reynolds anecdotes are spectacular, and her voice still charming and sweet.
I love these one-woman shows performed by Hollywood or Broadway ambassadors of a certain age. I collect their stories as if they were my own. I’ll never forget Betty Barret singing “I’m Still Here” at the Pizza on the Park in her 80s. in her delightful two-act showcase she almost apologized for being as well balanced as she was. She had a strong marriage from the start, which saved her from the horrors of the casting couch, she said, she generally played the heroine’s best friend, not the lead, and that took the pressure off to some extent, she added.
How these calm tales contrasted with Elaine Stritch’s adventures. In her one-women show, beautiful written by John Lahr, she recounts how she never, ever allowed herself more than two drinks before going on stage. Never, eve. That was the rule, and you just didn’t break it, but when you find yourself shopping for glasses in the vase department…
The Debbie Reynolds cabaret will kick off a romantic mini-break I am planning for myself, alone. It is actually a work trip but it hoverson the horizon like a gorgeous mirage. Even the flight is a thrilling prospect. With seven hours to myself on the plane I could probably finish my novel and plan another, working out complex strategies for improving my character. Plot the future careers of my children and create a Christmas shopping spreadsheet. It’s never too early. I’ve barely given getting any further away. It’s time to seize the carpet, as my friend Simon says.
I always like to overachieve in the air. I think it’s something about the high altitude that inspires and motivates, as you arrive in New York close to the hour special, free, doubled and utterly ripe for development. I sometimes think it’s a shame I work from home, because my inner commuter is mighty organized. Debbie Reynolds will be just about the first person I see after landing. I will head to her show straightaway and salute her like the old friend she almost is.
Perhaps, I’ll ask if I’m the only person in the world right now who knows, and can recite, the entire script of I love Melvin.
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