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Mother's Day is a celebration honoring mothers and celebrating motherhood, maternal bonds and the influence of mothers in society. It is celebrated on various days in many parts of the world, yet most commonly in March, April, or May. It complements Father's Day, the celebration honoring fathers.
Celebrations of mothers and motherhood occur throughout the world; many of these can be traced back to ancient festivals, like the Greek cult to Cybele, the Roman festival of Hilaria or the Christian Mothering Sunday celebration
In the US, Mother's Day is not connected with any older celebrations of Motherhood. However, in some other countries and cultures, other celebrations of Motherhood have become known as Mother's Day (for example, in the UK flowers and gifts were traditionally brought to mothers on Mothering Sunday[1], and this date is now called Mother's Day in the UK) or the date of Mother's Day has been chosen to coincide with an existing festival (in Greece, the Orthodox celebration of the presentation of Jesus Christ to the temple on 2 February is Mother's Day). In some countries it was changed to dates that were significant to the majority religion, like the Virgin Mary day in Catholic countries.Other countries changed it to historical dates, like Bolivia using the date of a certain battle where women participated.[2] See the "International history and traditions" section for the complete list.
Note: Countries that celebrate the International Women's Day instead of Mother's Day are marked with a dagger '†'.
muslim beggars
mothers with children
hidden in the folds
of the hijab
quenching
a thirst
the bubble burst
motherhood
a name accursed
as she sits
begging for alms
tears turning to dust
her withered body
corroded rust
beg she must
All Saints, Buckworth, Cambridgeshire
I wanted to tick off a few more Northamptonshire churches (I suspect that this is what Sam Mortlock calls 'church-bagging' rather than the more cerebral 'church-exploring' to which I usually profess) and I'd planned on doing churches in the Thrapston area. To do this, I needed to catch the 0600, change at Peterborough and arrive at Huntingdon at 0800.
I headed out of Huntingdon on the annoyingly busy switchback through the Stukeleys into Alconbury, and at last out into the proper countryside beyond the A1(M). it wasn't long before the spire of Buckworth church began to appear on the rise to the south. A familiar sight in a way, for I had often seen it off in the distance when exploring this part of Cambridgeshire a couple of years back, but never made it there. Now, it was the last of Cambridgeshire's medieval churches that I needed to visit, apart from a small group of about half a dozen around St Neots and Eaton Socon on the Bedfordshire border. A pleasing, rustic interior, some decent late 19th Century glass and a sense of being loved and cared for. I liked it. I also liked the abundance of good gargoyles, a common feature in this part of the world.
Then began a long, slogging cycle into the wind under the overcast skies for some twelve miles, and at last I crossed the county boundary at Clopton.
May 2-4 weekend in the suburbs with my younger teenage brother and his friend Angelo.
Followed them around as to "supervise" them on behalf of my parent's wishes.
Remind me never to use my old lens again, even if it does do wide angles.
“I am flattered by your fascination with me...” ~Alanis Morissette
I once heard someone say that the internet is neither good nor evil - it's how you use it.
We can fight it by saying - it's dangerous, self-serving and fuels narcissism, but ultimately, it permeates every aspect of our lives - got homework or research assignment? Internet. Wanna know the latest about your favourite star? Internet. Want speedy news? Internet. Harbouring some sort of artistic inclination? Go on the internet. Fascinated by people you love or loathe? you know the answer : INTERNET.
There's a new theory that we are ALL unconsciously creating our very own "BRANDS", manufacturing an image we intend to project, even if you are not "active" online, you are still creating your own brand - by telling people what you like and dislike and by professing your principles or beliefs.
If someone is handed a gun, and that gun fires and kills someone, whose fault is that? The gun? or the person who fired it?
The internet is NOT the horribly dangerous element that threatens us in this tech obsessed world, the danger lies in the people who lurk about in it.
For those who pass by this humble photography journal and leave generous feedback, thank you. For those who stand behind the sidelines waiting to pounce and pose any threats...
I AM WATCHING YOU TOO! :D
Where does my heart lie?
ANGST - an acute but unspecific feeling of anxiety; usually reserved for philosophical anxiety about the world or about personal freedom.
Again, with the unnecessarily "deep" (HAH) title.
My friends and I did some lightpainting in an unused room. It was great good fun. This is me in an angsty pose because we are college students and therefore emotionally deep and have such great and well-thought commentary on the world in general.
this is a shoot i did during the Christmas holidays, i went back through some old photos and found this one =]
i rather like it
Katie and Dave
Hello, hello, hello.
Today I tell about the relief of Angst and in doing so I will also explain, confidentially, about magic belly buttons and why you cannot have one.
So, you see. In Gravesend are super-heroes, quite a lot. Also Trolls. Some Gonks, but not enough. Sometimes, super heroes feel Angst and want to jump off the bridge. Some super heroes, if they jump off the bridge, it will not make any difference and this makes them so miserable they want to jump off the bridge. This is called a Vicious Circle and it is, yes.
OK, so I give all my super heroes a Mentor, who might have a magic belly button and who might not, who is to know ? Only Smarties have the answer. We are getting there.
As it happens, a super hero has heard about magic belly buttons and is feeling Envy. He consults his mentor, who does have a magic belly button and together they bask in its warming glow.
"O, tell me ! What does it do ?" cries the super hero, for he must know.
"Many things !" chortles the Troll-Mentor."For example, it defies logic..."
"Gasp !" gasps the super hero. "Explain, with an example, that I might better understand..."
"Well..." says the Troll-Mentor, considering."See that I have two perfect buttocks, not uncommon amongst Trolls...."
"Yes, yes, and that, also, I envy..."
"My magic belly button ensures that each buttock is more perfect than the other..."
"Gasp !"
"But it does not allow me to fly faster than a speeding bullet...no, not even to fly..."
"Feeling better, already !" says the super hero. "I no longer want to jump off the bridge !"
"See ? It works. HiYo Silver, Away !"
And he is gone.
So you see, you cannot have one because...well, because. I am so sorry.
Walk Tall !
Photo: Kreuz auf der Insel Wight
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Aus tiefer Angst und Schmerzen
1.) Aus tiefer Angst und Schmerzen
Ruf ich, o Herr, zu dir.
Ich fleh aus ganzem Herzen,
Und seufze für und für.
Vernimm, Herr, was ich sage,
Dein Ohr lass offen sein.
Mein Beten, meine Klage
Dring in den Himmel ein.
2.) Wo du genau willst gehen
Auf unsre Missetat.
Ach, Herr, wer wird bestehen?
Was ist alsdann für Rat.
Du pflegst ja zu vergeben
Und schenkest alle Schuld,
Dass man im ganzen Leben
Dich fürchte mit Geduld.
3.) Ich harr' in dieser Höhle
Auf meinen höchsten Hort,
Auf ihn sieht meine Seele
Und hoffet auf sein Wort.
Sie wartet voller Sorgen
Auf's sehnlichst, als sie mag,
Kein Wächter wünscht den Morgen
So herzlich, und den Tag.
4.) Israel, dein Gemüte
Trau Gott ohn' alles Ziel.
Bei ihm ist Gnad' und Güte
Und der Erlösung viel.
Er wird von allen Sünden
Und Ungerechtigkeit
Sein Israel entbinden,
Und retten allezeit.
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Autor: Johann Peter Titz
Melodie: Eigene Melodie/ohne Angaben
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gefunden in:
Johann Peter Titzens Zehen Geistliche Lieder
Erscheinungsjahr: 17. Jahrhundert, ohne Ortsangabe
Thema: Gottvertrauen, Kreuz und Trost
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Gegenstand: Psalm Nr. 130
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Johann Peter Titz, auch Tietze oder Titius (* 10. Januar 1619 in Liegnitz in Niederschlesien/Böhmische Kronländer; † 7. September 1689 in Danzig) war ein deutscher Pädagoge, Dichter, Poetiker und evangelischer Lieddichter. Titz wurde als Sohn eines Arztes geboren und besuchte das Breslauer Elisabethgymnasium. Nach dem Tod seiner Eltern zog er im Jahr 1635 nach Danzig um, wo er den Besuch des Gymnasiums fortsetzte und anschließend in Rostock Rechtswissenschaften, später Altertumswissenschaften studierte. Im Jahr 1648 wurde er als Konrektor an die Danziger Marienschule berufen. Bedingung für eine Berufung als Lehrer an das Danziger Gymnasium war ein Studienabschluss, den Titz in Leiden nachholte. Seinen Dienst angetreten, übernahm er auch die Unterrichtung in den Fächern Poesie und Rhetorik. Ungeachtet seiner vielseitigen beruflichen Verpflichtungen, verfasste er über 200 Werke, die in Einzeldrucken erschienen. So verfasste er eine eigene Poetiklehre, in der er sich an seinem Vorbild Martin Opitz orientiert. Ein Widmungsgedicht von Simon Dach bezeugt, dass Titz inzwischen dem Königsberger Dichterkreis beigetreten war. Schon 60-jährig, heiratete er noch einmal, und zwar Aurelia, die Tochter des Architekten Georg von Strackwitz aus Danzig. Titz verstarb mit 70 Jahren in seiner Danziger Wahlheimat. Von seinen geistlichen Liedern sind 15 überregional bekannt geworden und stehen in Kirchengesangbüchern und Liedanthologien des 17. bis 20. Jahrhunderts. Sein bekanntestes Lied ist ein Lied mit fünf Strophen und heißt 'Willst du in der Stille singen'. In einer kleinen Sammlung waren im Jahr 1650 Lieder von Titz unter dem Titel 'Johann Peter Titzens Zehen Geistliche Lieder' erschienen.
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