30 November 2007
Blessing of Kuan Yin~Bodhisattva of Compassion
"May the Peace of God be upon this household! May the Light of God be in your souls! May the Wisdom of God be in your minds! May the Virtue and Purity of God be in your feelings! May the Strength and Vitality of God be among the members of your household! May the Health and Well-Being of God be manifest through the bodies, the garments which you wear! May the Grace of God be in your worship! May the Talents and Genius of God be manifest through your senses! May the fullness of the Victory of your own God Plan be manifest through your souls at the close of your earth life!"
29 November 2007
27 November 2007
Absence and Presence
Absence and Presence
If I die, survive me with such sheer force
that you waken the furies of the pallid and the cold,
from south to south lift your indelible eyes,
from sun to sun dream through your singing mouth.
I don't want your laughter or your steps to waver,
I don't want my heritage of joy to die.
Don't call up my person. I am absent.
Live in my absence as if in a house.
Absence is a house so vast
that inside you will pass through its walls
and hang pictures on the air.
Absence is a house so transparent
that I, lifeless, will see you, living,
and if you suffer, my love, I will die again.
~Pablo Neruda
"Joy and Sorrow" ~Zhong-Yang Huang
If I die, survive me with such sheer force
that you waken the furies of the pallid and the cold,
from south to south lift your indelible eyes,
from sun to sun dream through your singing mouth.
I don't want your laughter or your steps to waver,
I don't want my heritage of joy to die.
Don't call up my person. I am absent.
Live in my absence as if in a house.
Absence is a house so vast
that inside you will pass through its walls
and hang pictures on the air.
Absence is a house so transparent
that I, lifeless, will see you, living,
and if you suffer, my love, I will die again.
~Pablo Neruda
"Joy and Sorrow" ~Zhong-Yang Huang
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poetry
23 November 2007
After Love
When love empties itself out,
it fills our bodies full.
For an hour we lie braiding
pulse and skin together,
like infants who sigh
and doze, dreamy with milk.
~Donald Hall
"Entwined" by Stephanie Law
it fills our bodies full.
For an hour we lie braiding
pulse and skin together,
like infants who sigh
and doze, dreamy with milk.
~Donald Hall
"Entwined" by Stephanie Law
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poetry
21 November 2007
Celtic Advent Wreath
BOOK OF KELLS
BRONZE ADVENT WREATH
Crafted in solid bronze, this heirloom Advent wreath will be cherished for generations. The interior is a Celtic Cross decorated with knotwork from the Book of Kells. The exterior is inscribed “As I Light This Flame I Lay Myself Before Thee” -- words from an ancient Celtic prayer set in a bed of green enamel. 9" in diameter.
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