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"Man" by Petras Mazuras 1991 - Thanks to Sculpture Kris
Kaunas, Lithuania - Large On Black
Reloaded - First Upload:23.12.2007
Model: Blessing de Claryss
MUA: Aisha Haq
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Bronica SQ-A, Zenzanon-PS 80mm f2.8, Kodak Portra 160
Blessings Perish Through Ingratitude
2 Chronicles 20:26; Psalm 100:4; 145:10; 2 Corinthians 4:15
Every blessing that God confers upon us perishes through our carelessness, if we are not prompt and active in rendering thanks. - JOHN CALVIN
Elliot Ritzema, 300 Quotations for Preachers from the Reformation (Pastorum Series; Bellingham, WA: Lexham Press, 2013).
The Blessing
is the moment of sunsplashed brilliance,
the walking-in by chance at the time
of greatest need. The blessing is swallows
alive from Africa, cavorting in English sky.
The blessing is a surprise, like luminescence
seen from a boat at night, between islands,
and the way it rises on the swell, the shallows
all aglow with it, the tide a woman’s sigh.
The blessing doesn’t choose. Its substance
is just bestowed. We have no right.
The blessing is the rustling of willows
when dawn comes, and mayflies love and die.
We are much in need of blessing. Its essence
will not distil: it evaporates if we try.
It’s lurking in shadows; it skulks in hollows.
It weeps, yet bids us fly.
Poem by Giles Watson, 2013. The picture shows a detail of an early 20th century wall-painting in Compton Beauchamp church, Oxfordshire.
On Sunday we attended the prayers and ceremony where the sand mandala is destroyed, swept back to the millions of tiny grains of marble dust. It was a moving ceremony and all those attending were given a tiny bag of the coloured marble dust.
The mandala is started from the centre and, working outwards, the monks use metal funnels called chak-pur to place the minute grains of coloured sand over a pre-marked outline design of the mandala. The vibrations of the chak-pur being grated with a metal rod cause the sands to flow like liquid.
Once completed, the mandala - a two-dimensional image of a Buddha's palace - is destroyed during a ceremony in which healing blessings are requested from the deities. As the monks chant, one monk begins the destruction by scraping a knuckle through the sand, creating a cross of grey sand. Another monk then takes a brush and carefully sweeps the sand from the perimeter to the centre of the mandala where it collected and traditionally dispersed into flowing water, a way of extending its healing powers to the whole world.
The destruction of the mandala is seen to serve as a reminder of the impermanence of life.
Ladies in church on Mother’s Day. The mothers were called for a blessing after mass and on their departure were each handed a flower. Wonderful touch.
No Invites please ....
Just something to remember in going about our lives.
Seeing this young man just gave me a time to pause and reflect.
"Challenges make you discover things about yourself that you never really knew"
C. Tyson
This card is inspired by Lin's flower cards in a vase. I can't remember the name of this HA flower stamp. Anyway, I stamped twice and painted and cut them out. This little vase is a free download that I printed out on a scrap piece of paper. Can you see the cherries on my tree in the background?
This is for Fantartsy !
This is Jen and her two of her three little girls !
Jen at the age of only 36 has lupus and just had a minor heart attack !
she is in need of all of our prayers !
Please leave a prayer blessing here for her or just a little note to say you are praying for her !
Our Prayers are with You and Jen.
We Pray for her complete recovery and Blessed Health !
Taken recently at Varanasi, the holy city in India. Such a colourful figure and apart from the clothes note the beads ..... this area is known for its glass beads which are sold everywhere.
I didn't take this picture it came from a friend of a friend but ....it is so good I had to share it.
No long discription or fantastic words of thought today/tonight. It's been a long day. I plan to post this and not worry about my stream and go look at some beautiful contacts photos and relax. See ya around and have a fab Monday.! Blessings, Andrea
Blessings. We call it dads Rose in memory of my late dad. This is the first image taken with my new iPhone 12. Really good camera. Going to be interesting.
I snapped this one while the family and bridal party was praying over the bride. It was such a beautiful moment, and I don't see it at every wedding so I really appreciate the energy in the room when it happens and I'm there to see it ♥
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May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond.
~Irish Blessing
Woods
by Wendell Berry
"I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me."
From Collected Poems, 1957-1982. North Point Press, New York (1985).
Woods poem found at www.spiritoftrees.org/poetry/tree_poems.html
“Every forest branch moves differently in the breeze but as they sway they connect at the roots.”—Jelaluddin Rumi from “Birdsong” and “The Essential Rumi”
"Look at the beauty and perfection of nature. Everything in nature is so joyful, even though it doesn't have the intelligence of a human being. All of creation is rejoicing. The most beautiful flowers are picked by people —torn by their stems. Some are made into garlands while others are trampled heedlessly. A flower has such a short life span, and yet it offers itself wholeheartedly to others; it even offers its own nectar to the bees —and yet it is happy. The stars are twinkling in the sky, the rivers are flowing blissfully, the branches of the trees are dancing in the wind, and the birds are bursting into song. You should ask yourself, 'Why, then, do I feel so miserable living in the midst of all this joyful celebration?'
"Ask the question, 'why,' repeatedly, and you will find the answer. The answer is that the flowers, stars, rivers, trees and birds do not have an ego; and, being egoless, nothing can hurt them. When you are egoless, you can only rejoice. Even occasions that would normally be painful are transformed into moments of joy."--Amma
These small miracles on a gloomy raining day, a little raindrop hanging there...like they embrace eachother...enjoying their time while it last. I know...it sounds a little philosophic but I guess that's the effect of gloomy rainy days...
I decided to try Dawn McVey's Raspberry Suite Color Challenge #6.
I'm apparently not a very "dotty" person, as making my own patterned paper is as dotty as I get! The aqua pp is made with the Raindrop Background and dotted flower center from the Printed Flowers set. The branch spread over panels was inspired by Lucy again :) Thanks for looking!
CL182 Tree, Birds and Messages
CL137 Small Variety Alphabet
S5101 Raindrop Background
CL290 Printed Flowers
LL018 Word Borders (2005) ("bless" from the "blessing" stamp)
The Orthodox Churches perform the Great Blessing of Waters on Theophany.[56] The blessing is normally done twice: once on the Eve of the Feast—usually at a Baptismal font inside the church—and then again on the day of the feast, outdoors at a body of water. Following the Divine Liturgy, the clergy and people go in a Crucession (procession with the cross) to the nearest body of water, be it a beach, harbor, quay, river, lake, swimming pool, water depot, etc. (ideally, it should be a body of "living water"). At the end of the ceremony the priest will bless the waters. In the Greek practice, he does this by casting a cross into the water. If swimming is feasible on the spot, any number of volunteers may try to recover the cross. The person who gets the cross first swims back and returns it to the priest, who then delivers a special blessing to the swimmer and their household.