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Wednesday, December 6, 2017

"The Advent Wreath"



Four Candles slowly burned.
The ambiance was so soft,
one could almost hear them talking...


The First Candle said:
"I am Peace." 
"The World is full of anger and fighting,
Nobody can keep me lit."
Then the flame of Peace went out, completely. 
 

Then the Second Candle said:
"I am Faith."
"I am no longer indispensable.
It doesn't make sense that I stay lit another moment."
Just then, a soft breeze softly blew out Faith's flame.


Sadly, a Third Candle began to speak:
"I am Love."
People don't understand my importance,
so they simply put me aside.
They even  forget to Love those who are nearest to them.
I haven't the strength to stay lit."
And, waiting no longer,
Love's flame went out.


Suddenly,
a Child entered the room
and saw the Three unlit Candles.

"Why aren't you burning?
You're supposed to stay lit until the end."

Saying this, the Child began to cry.

Then the Fourth Candle answered:
"Don't be afraid, I am Hope.
While I am still burning,
We can light the other Candles."


With shining eyes,
The Child took the Candle of Hope
and lit the other Candles.

The Flame of Hope should never
go out from your Life.

...and with Hope
each of us can live a Life with

Peace, Faith and Love !

~Unknown


~Beannaichte'
6 December, 2017

~Together, the flame of Hope burns brightly...
    In Peace, Faith and Love!  
~ May this  Advent Season  bring  Blessings, secured in  the flame of Hope,  to you, and yours.
 ~ Beannaichte'   
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Thursday, November 23, 2017

"Daughter of the Wind"

~To know the road ahead,
ask someone who is returning.
 


There are no spoken words, this night
 My thoughts are in a tangle
 Another night of stirring the ashes
  A  new flame, yet to arise
 I begin to recognise a new-found clarity
One that I choose to befriend-
a daughter of the wind.

Life presses down 
Its complexity overwhelms me, I must go to the Quiet 
A place that is intrinsic to my knowing
I find the primitive, yet familiar language
 Passed on to me, from the olde ones
Laying hold of me, with a firm grasp- 
a daughter of the wind.

I continue to contemplate the ashes
I stir them with absolute and trusted force
Knowing a flame will burst forth;
Brilliant in its Hope and Direction
 The Way  requires a concentrated focus
I clear the stones, strewn onto the Path- 
a daughter of the wind.


At times, I stumble and grow weary
The roots of the past exercise unyielding power
Their grip is tenacious; I continue onward
In movement, I find a rhythm that frees me
From the confines of the past
It is as it ought to be-
a daughter of the wind.


Then I see You, walking on the road
Your smile is welcoming, your eyes incredibly wise
You are the One, returning
I want to know how you made the Journey
What are the Lessons you carry closest to your Heart?
A Voice echoes; down through the corridors of the ages-
a daughter of the wind.


I sense you know the Way
You have made the Journey,  returning stronger
Life requires that we face our fears; the unknowing 
The Torch is passed on: one generation to the next
Your steps were not without pain;  the exacted price of  Glory-
I meet my Mother; a daughter of the wind. 

~ The Flame casts a brilliance... older than Time.     

~ Alicia O'Hara
~ Copyrighted Material; 13 December, 2013

~ Beannaichte'
23 November, 2017


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Sunday, October 29, 2017

" Strange Angels and Sleeping Giants"

   
       ~ Drum sounds rise on the air,
and with them , my Heart.
  A Voice inside the beat says,
I know you are tired,
but come,
This is the Way.
~Rumi



        Over and over, we are broken on the shore of Life. Our stubborn egos are knocked around, and our frightened Hearts are broken open- not once, and not in predictable patterns, but in surprising ways and for as long as we live.  The Promise of being broken and the possibility of being opened are written into the contract of human Life. Certainly, this tumultuous Journey on the Waves can be tiresome. When the Sea is rough, and when we are suffering, we may want to give  up Hope and give in to despair.  But brave Pilgrims have gone before us.  They tell us to venture forth with Faith and Vision.
       May you listen to the Voice within the beat even when you are tired.  When you feel yourself breaking down, may you break open, instead.  May every experience in Life be a door that opens your Heart, expands your understanding, and leads you to Freedom.  If you are weary, may you be aroused by Passion and Purpose.  If you are blameful and bitter, may you be sweetened by Hope and Humour.  If you are frightened, may you be Emboldened by a big Consciousness far Wiser than your fear.  If you are lonely, may you find Love, may you find Friendship.  If you are lost, may you understand that we all are lost, and still we are guided- by Strange Angels and Sleeping Giants, by our better and kinder Natures, by the vibrant Voice within the beat.  May you follow that Voice, for This is the Way- the Hero's Journey, the Life worth Living, the reason we are here.

~Elizabeth Lesser
U.S.A.

~Beannaichte'
29 October, 2017

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Friday, October 20, 2017

"Genius"


~ Genius

is

Born

Not

Paid.


~ Oscar Wilde
Ireland


~ Beannaichte'
20 October, 2017

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Monday, October 9, 2017

"Dovetail"

~The Future has an Ancient Heart.
~Carlo Levi 

                                   

     The Seasons have once again, Dovetailed                    
Summer and Autumn join their place in the circle 
The Harvest Moon blesses their union with  her lantern   
The stars join in the Autumnal Celebration
A Season that is authored by the Great God 
A time that is meant for the weary  Heart
The loyal and transparent Heart-
One that is true.

The Sky is open and incredibly vast on the Plains
 There is seemingly  no beginning and no end
The Horizon has no boundaries 
Freedom is part and parcel of this Land
 A simple understanding remains; a resolve to respect 
That which is ancient-
That which is true.

The Nights have become much cooler
The air heavy with scent and sound of Harvest
Crops await  to be sheared by massive steel blades
  Harvesting  that which was born of seed, soil, sun and rain, 
 Nurtured by callused hands
 Simple prayers, baptized in sweat-
Tried and True. .


Autumn is a time for work and reflection
Before Dovetailing with the next season
The Circle embraces a renewed wholeness
 Each Season projecting its unique personality
Rooted in the Ancient, while welcoming the new
The Past skillfully assimilates the Future-
  Trusted and True.


Here, we live by the cycles of each Season
Close to the land and the open sky
Revering the rivers and streams
Knowing that rock, wildflower, and prairie grass
 Form a Plains Cathedral
Beneath the Prairie Sky-
 Sacred and True.


The Harvest Moon, now, slowly waning 
Preparing the way for the Hunter's Moon
Each Season,  guided by Circular movement 
 Her lantern, Blessing trail and traveler, alike
Bringing forth a fruitful Harvest
 Always Dovetailing-
  The Heart That is True.
 

~ Alicia O'Hara 
~ Copyrighted material; 28 September, 2013
~ 9 October, 2017


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Sunday, September 17, 2017

"Irish Blessing"

  
 I
wish  you Not 
Path Devoid of  Clouds.
Nor a Life on a bed of Roses.
Not that  you  might Never Need Regret,
Nor that  you  should Never Feel Pain.
No, that  is Not my Wish for you.
My Wish for you is:
That  you  might  be  Brave in Times of Trial,
when others Lay Crosses upon your Shoulders.
When  Mountains  must be Climbed,
and Chasms  must  be Crossed;
When Hope can Scarce Shine through.
That  every Gift God gives you,
might Grow along with you.
And  let you Give the Gift  of Joy
to All who Care for you.
That  you  may Always  have  a Friend
who  is Worthy of the Name.
Whom  you  can Trust,
and who Helps you
in Times  of  Sadness.
Who  will   Defy the Storms 
of  Daily Life, at your Side.
One  more Wish  I  have for you:
That  in  Every  Hour
of  Joy  and  Pain,
you  may Feel God Close 
to  you.
This  is  my Wish  for you,
and  All  who Care  for you.
This  is my Hope  for  you,
Now
and
Forever.
~ Unknown
~ Beannaichte'
17 September, 2017
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