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Lately, when I need to pray
I go to the church that
has no doors
and where the walls are made of carved granite
I sit under it’s moving roof
on a pew that smells
like fresh pine
and fold my hands quietly until God joins me
here in this most ancient of churches,
I watch a dozen fat rainbow angel dressed
as trout dance in the baptismal font
and wonder when I too will be made anew
there is a special kind of holy quiet here
that rings much louder than any fat
church bell I have ever known
and the silence often rattled my ribs
it’s choir loft is high up in a birds nest
and it’s confessional is a breeze
that asks me to speak my sins
and I do, and then they are carried away
the longer I sing psalms in this church
the shorter my memory for all of
my past mistakes become
and that is when I hear the voice of Love speak
“oh tired light, oh wounded heart,
oh my child of crumbling grace,
come plant your feet in this Eden,
come rest in this sacred space
oh weary traveler, oh somber fire,
oh shaking heart that is prone to fear,
come lay in My ribboned water
come to fully know that I’m right here
oh wilting daisy, oh dying star
oh broken song that needs a name,
come sit with Me among the wild,
and then you’ll never be the same.“
John Roedel
I go to the church that
has no doors
and where the walls are made of carved granite
I sit under it’s moving roof
on a pew that smells
like fresh pine
and fold my hands quietly until God joins me
here in this most ancient of churches,
I watch a dozen fat rainbow angel dressed
as trout dance in the baptismal font
and wonder when I too will be made anew
there is a special kind of holy quiet here
that rings much louder than any fat
church bell I have ever known
and the silence often rattled my ribs
it’s choir loft is high up in a birds nest
and it’s confessional is a breeze
that asks me to speak my sins
and I do, and then they are carried away
the longer I sing psalms in this church
the shorter my memory for all of
my past mistakes become
and that is when I hear the voice of Love speak
“oh tired light, oh wounded heart,
oh my child of crumbling grace,
come plant your feet in this Eden,
come rest in this sacred space
oh weary traveler, oh somber fire,
oh shaking heart that is prone to fear,
come lay in My ribboned water
come to fully know that I’m right here
oh wilting daisy, oh dying star
oh broken song that needs a name,
come sit with Me among the wild,
and then you’ll never be the same.“
John Roedel
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“We too can begin a new life, one that brings satisfaction and enrichment, whether this is by singing, dancing, running through the waves, walking barefoot on the grass or making love under the stars. Perhaps your dreams are greater than this, or perhaps more conservative, but whatever they are, Beltane is a wonderful time for expressing who you truly are.”
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“The Faerie Queen”
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“We too can begin a new life, one that brings satisfaction and enrichment, whether this is by singing, dancing, running through the waves, walking barefoot on the grass or making love under the stars. Perhaps your dreams are greater than this, or perhaps more conservative, but whatever they are, Beltane is a wonderful time for expressing who you truly are.”
― Carole Carlton
“The Faerie Queen”
Mixed Media
2019
"Society tries to convince us that we have to be transparent, not only to the world but also to ourselves. There is where the danger lies. It’s necessary to admit that some things can’t be grasped, that our empty spaces exist and that we have to respect and honor the mystery. "-Paulo Coelho https://t.me/IntuitiveSacred/36
thichnhathanhquotecollective: A monk decides to meditate alone. Away from his monastery, he takes a boat and goes to the middle of the lake, closes his eyes and begins to meditate.
After a few hours of unperturbed silence, he suddenly feels the blow of another boat hitting his.
With his eyes still closed, he feels his anger rising and, when he opens his eyes, he is ready to shout at the boatman who dared to disturb his meditation.
But when he opened his eyes, saw that it was an empty boat, not tied up, floating in the middle of the lake...
At that moment, the monk achieves self-realization and understands that anger is within him; it simply needs to hit an external object to provoke it.
After that, whenever he meets someone who irritates or provokes his anger, he remembers; the other person is just an empty boat.
The true source of the anger is inside himself.
— Thich Nhat Hanh.
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After a few hours of unperturbed silence, he suddenly feels the blow of another boat hitting his.
With his eyes still closed, he feels his anger rising and, when he opens his eyes, he is ready to shout at the boatman who dared to disturb his meditation.
But when he opened his eyes, saw that it was an empty boat, not tied up, floating in the middle of the lake...
At that moment, the monk achieves self-realization and understands that anger is within him; it simply needs to hit an external object to provoke it.
After that, whenever he meets someone who irritates or provokes his anger, he remembers; the other person is just an empty boat.
The true source of the anger is inside himself.
— Thich Nhat Hanh.
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#thay #anger #emptyboat #awareness #meditation #mindfulness #thichnhathanh #thichnhathanhquotecollective #buddhistquotes #thichnhathanhquotes
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Excerpt from early pages of The Naked Bible: Interviews of Mauro Biglino by Giorgio Cattaneo • https://t.me/JewishAncestor/1005, https://t.me/JewishAncestor/1006
Excerpt from early pages of The Naked Bible: Interviews of Mauro Biglino by Giorgio Cattaneo
"He is an Italian, who has just turned seventy and carries his age very well.
His 'discoveries', however, are something he simply stumbled upon.
For work, he turned words from one language to another. And he gradually realized that the classical translations were inaccurate.
Winged angels?
Omniscient and omnipotent deities?
Traces of metaphysical thought? Soul, spirit, immortality?
Not at all.
All absent words, non-existent concepts and imaginative interpretations.
The scholar pointed out these errors and listed them. In the end, they filled a whole box. And when he emptied the box, 14 books came out of it.
It all happened in the space of just ten years. He has become a publishing sensation, a veritable phenomenon.
Hundreds of thousands of copies sold in Italy alone. And then, in just a few months, his brand new YouTube channel reached millions of views.
A strange fate, for a shy, reserved, somber man and a lover of the silences of his mountains. A man from the Piedmont in love with the Alps. Passionate about nature, flowers, mushrooms, birds, insects. And suffering from a strange disease: an insatiable thirst for learning and research.
He was already in love with the ancient languages of Greek and Latin while he was still in high school. Over the years, book after book, without end: sub-atomic physics, the mysteries of the universe, Indian mythologies, archaeology, geophysics, genetics, the conquests of astrophysics, the illuminating achievements of anthropology.
Only one certainty: an unshakable faith in doubt. The Socratic awareness of those who know perfectly well that they will never know enough: that is the reason for such never-ending studying.
Beware, though: he does not sell truths. He limits himself, so to speak, to suggesting hypotheses. And one above all: what if it were all true, all that is recounted in that famous book?
It’s a rather fine mess.
Because if it were so – if what can be read in the original language of that most famous book in history – then the world would never be the same again.
It would be missing one essential element, the most important one: God.
Or rather, his official address.
Doesn't He live there? Is the Divine not to be found in those pages?
'I have never encountered Him, amid those verses I studied.'
The translator has looked for Him everywhere, but He just isn't there. There is no trace of Him.
Are you certain?
'Absolutely.'
But let's be clear here: a premise is needed. Does God exist?
Who knows? The translator is very careful not to talk about it. But neither does he have the unshakable certainties of atheists. He has the utmost respect for believers and keeps himself far from any judgment. What he does know, however, is that the God celebrated by monotheisms does not, unfortunately, dwell at all among those ancient scrolls. He simply never passed by there, not even by accident.
A colossal misunderstanding?
'Let’s call it that.'
Does the translator realize the enormity of his assertion?
He certainly does. And that is why we are here to talk about it.
'Let me clarify: I only pronounce myself on what I know. I tell what seems to me to be written, verbatim, in the Bible, that’s all.'
That’s all, he says.
As if he didn't know that millions of people have literally have revolutionized their way of thinking over the last few years. And they have done so thanks to him, Mauro Biglino."
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"He is an Italian, who has just turned seventy and carries his age very well.
His 'discoveries', however, are something he simply stumbled upon.
For work, he turned words from one language to another. And he gradually realized that the classical translations were inaccurate.
Winged angels?
Omniscient and omnipotent deities?
Traces of metaphysical thought? Soul, spirit, immortality?
Not at all.
All absent words, non-existent concepts and imaginative interpretations.
The scholar pointed out these errors and listed them. In the end, they filled a whole box. And when he emptied the box, 14 books came out of it.
It all happened in the space of just ten years. He has become a publishing sensation, a veritable phenomenon.
Hundreds of thousands of copies sold in Italy alone. And then, in just a few months, his brand new YouTube channel reached millions of views.
A strange fate, for a shy, reserved, somber man and a lover of the silences of his mountains. A man from the Piedmont in love with the Alps. Passionate about nature, flowers, mushrooms, birds, insects. And suffering from a strange disease: an insatiable thirst for learning and research.
He was already in love with the ancient languages of Greek and Latin while he was still in high school. Over the years, book after book, without end: sub-atomic physics, the mysteries of the universe, Indian mythologies, archaeology, geophysics, genetics, the conquests of astrophysics, the illuminating achievements of anthropology.
Only one certainty: an unshakable faith in doubt. The Socratic awareness of those who know perfectly well that they will never know enough: that is the reason for such never-ending studying.
Beware, though: he does not sell truths. He limits himself, so to speak, to suggesting hypotheses. And one above all: what if it were all true, all that is recounted in that famous book?
It’s a rather fine mess.
Because if it were so – if what can be read in the original language of that most famous book in history – then the world would never be the same again.
It would be missing one essential element, the most important one: God.
Or rather, his official address.
Doesn't He live there? Is the Divine not to be found in those pages?
'I have never encountered Him, amid those verses I studied.'
The translator has looked for Him everywhere, but He just isn't there. There is no trace of Him.
Are you certain?
'Absolutely.'
But let's be clear here: a premise is needed. Does God exist?
Who knows? The translator is very careful not to talk about it. But neither does he have the unshakable certainties of atheists. He has the utmost respect for believers and keeps himself far from any judgment. What he does know, however, is that the God celebrated by monotheisms does not, unfortunately, dwell at all among those ancient scrolls. He simply never passed by there, not even by accident.
A colossal misunderstanding?
'Let’s call it that.'
Does the translator realize the enormity of his assertion?
He certainly does. And that is why we are here to talk about it.
'Let me clarify: I only pronounce myself on what I know. I tell what seems to me to be written, verbatim, in the Bible, that’s all.'
That’s all, he says.
As if he didn't know that millions of people have literally have revolutionized their way of thinking over the last few years. And they have done so thanks to him, Mauro Biglino."
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Excerpt from early pages of The Naked Bible: Interviews of Mauro Biglino by Giorgio Cattaneo • https://t.me/JewishAncestor/1005, https://t.me/JewishAncestor/1006
Excerpt from early pages of The Naked Bible: Interviews of Mauro Biglino by Giorgio Cattaneo
"From his windows in the Susa Valley not far from Turin you can see the shining peaks that separate Italy from France.
A border region of historical significance: didn’t Hannibal descend from those very mountain passes with his legendary elephants?
What we know for certain is that a thousand years later, Charlemagne passed through there to defeat the Lombards. The Battle of the Chiuse echoes in the Adelchi, among the verses of Manzoni. It was the year 773: the Franks bypassed the Lombard defenses by descending from the woods surrounding the Pirchiriano, the rocky spur where the Sacra di San Michele stands.
A millenary, gargantuan abbey. A masterpiece of Romanesque-Gothic architecture. Not only that: it is also the central element of the so-called 'Saint Michael’s Line', formed by seven large shrines dedicated to Archangel Michael, stretching over the four thousand kilometers that separate Mount Carmel in Israel from the islet of Skellig Michael off the coast of Ireland.
Skellig Michael even made it into the Hollywood saga of Star Wars. The director, Jeffrey Jacob Abrams, chose it as the setting for the final scene of the film The Force Awakens. 'And we all know full well that science fiction movies are nothing less than anticipations of pre-science, regarding notions that we will all come to know later on.'
These are the thoughts that accompany Mauro Biglino very often, every time he leaves the car and puts his boots on to climb along the mule track that leads up to that very same Sacra of San Michele."
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"From his windows in the Susa Valley not far from Turin you can see the shining peaks that separate Italy from France.
A border region of historical significance: didn’t Hannibal descend from those very mountain passes with his legendary elephants?
What we know for certain is that a thousand years later, Charlemagne passed through there to defeat the Lombards. The Battle of the Chiuse echoes in the Adelchi, among the verses of Manzoni. It was the year 773: the Franks bypassed the Lombard defenses by descending from the woods surrounding the Pirchiriano, the rocky spur where the Sacra di San Michele stands.
A millenary, gargantuan abbey. A masterpiece of Romanesque-Gothic architecture. Not only that: it is also the central element of the so-called 'Saint Michael’s Line', formed by seven large shrines dedicated to Archangel Michael, stretching over the four thousand kilometers that separate Mount Carmel in Israel from the islet of Skellig Michael off the coast of Ireland.
Skellig Michael even made it into the Hollywood saga of Star Wars. The director, Jeffrey Jacob Abrams, chose it as the setting for the final scene of the film The Force Awakens. 'And we all know full well that science fiction movies are nothing less than anticipations of pre-science, regarding notions that we will all come to know later on.'
These are the thoughts that accompany Mauro Biglino very often, every time he leaves the car and puts his boots on to climb along the mule track that leads up to that very same Sacra of San Michele."
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