Sunday, December 5, 2010

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The Lord's Prayer

I belong to no religion and attend church primarily because of my beloved stained glass window. I belong to no sect, not even an umbrella organization, or even sports club. And by the way, only the ADAC I'm faithful since my first driver's license tag, and thanks to my old car I have more close contacts with the yellow angels, as I like. But that's another subject. What concerns me: I count myself to any faith community, and put extreme value my independence. Also for this reason I am convinced of Reiki, for I was taught that the dignity of the individual is inviolable. That a Reiki treatment or inaugurate such a Satsang should, as a holy encounter, and always respect for the man who confided to me, is the measure. But that's kind of a different topic. What I'm getting at is that although I am not religious, but pray. And this with fondness a very old tradition affected sacred text: the Our Father. Anything but biblical proof, these are just lines of text somehow stayed with me stick and I am not afraid to stand by them. "Our Father in heaven," so begins the prayer. And I connect to a higher power. I would call them "the source of all that is" awake or the "Great Spirit", but I definitely like the idea of a paternal aspect to me to have. Someone I can ask for help. "Hallowed be thy name" - there is nothing to with respect (here we have it again) to face it, which I entrust myself so now. And once you look around the room: God has done incredible things! Holy without end. Nature. The animals. "Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done" I can only emphasize that, because the God in whom I believe is a lover. A Gracious. A patient man. And so much more. And I guess his plan is an excellent. It just feels like that. Just that we humans just do everything possible to make this plan burst like the bubble of life. "As in heaven, on earth," is it more, and it reminds me of an old friend who said to me years ago, half sad, half amused, "all hope after death, in paradise, it does not closely and recognize that we are already in paradise ! live here on earth. Now. " "Give us this day our daily bread today," let us go hungry, give us some advice to nourish ourselves properly, and mentally. "Forgive us our trespasses" - this sentence I'm working again, because I believe in debt is limited. I look at life, thanks to my many wonderful teachers, as a great learning project, but clearly guilty as charged we all are more often than we think, and it's good to know that no matter how we have screwed up once again to others, but above all to ourselves, where we were not faithful to us is figuratively considered a loving hand on his shoulder, which indicates it is ok. And I do with a sigh on in my life. With the optimism to get the ultimate curve. "As we forgive our debtors" works will also be easier if we can look at what has happened to us by others as a learning and development process. Quite honestly, making the whole thing in itself is not usually better, but manages to let go. "And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." Here, too, once again: Help me, myself to be faithful. Me to behave appropriately. The light to be, you'd like to see in the world. "For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever, Amen." So be it. History is but a round, I think. For me, more relevant than ever. And this prayer is pure meditation for me. Then it's me getting better. Here I come to rest. I wish you all, and certainly not just at Christmas time to pray the courage. to find your own prayers and send off. To ask for help. To think about themselves. To hope. And be it with an old prayer or in new words.

Friday, December 3, 2010

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sensual Christmas Day

Contemplative Christmas are out - sensual feast days in total! Well, have I but just spent lucky that this incredibly important information does not pass from me and my creative and festive Advent life cycle is rushed, like Santa Claus' a swift reindeer-sled, which I also still never the star-sparkling could discover Christmas sky. As well, there are the media! And my wife estimated trade journal, where I am surprised every time again, "Where all this boundless knowledge ?!!!?" - Stop and reverence in a whole half-second of silence if the deep wisdom about world events in the global and the human psyche in particular! In summary, woman who has read it, speak I, to reveal: candles alone, plus a tiny bit of perfume on the neckline and a sweet smile are not enough! Not this year, ladies! But do not worry, it immediately follows the explanation: "Tomorrow, men will give it something," have to meet so the promise of hot on cold winter days, which by the way once we, the women, yes, even at home with us on Mallorca, where the weather right now is based more on myth than on the damp Seattle of the sunny South. And I see us women of this island have all the rubber boots in the curved corner kick, as nothing out of the thick wool socks and hey presto slipped into high heels. Our easy part! And "the mini" will be even Santa Claus weak, so I mentioned above never got to face, but hey, I should make him the first time, the first impression, sit up or something? Sit well as advertised, hot lingerie that will sweeten the holiday season, similar to the delicious fresh bakery and spice cookies, which I spell in the local cuisine along the way and with links from the oven. While I shine on my heels, of course, and angelic floating through the kitchen, the smell of vanilla rolls in my open hair. In order that the sensual Christmas image is perfect, I'm taking, particularly in these days of incredible amount of time for My Christmas-sparkling make-up, which thankfully I find after a few pages in my profile "sensual Christmas Bible" explains practical and clearly illustrated. A bit thickly, as the candle light "swallows" a lot of color, like the pros know. What makes since even the slight burning in the eyes if at all reflective of the - oh sorry: sensual! Festive mood in the sense of rush, the tear flow. Fur is supposed to act very sexy, but there is with me then really the end. Meanwhile, my four fur rush through the house playing and I have to be careful as hell to win time on my high-heeled violators country to avoid being brought prematurely to case. Timing is everything. What the men of the hour in turn should contribute to the sensual Christmas Movie, follows. Finally, the first is the 2 Advent at the door, and there is still a little time to investigate. And the next woman trade magazine thankfully in time to inform us of the wonders of life in the global and the endless possibilities of our inspiration worthy of existence in particular ....