Saturday, April 07, 2012
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
'Be friendly, but never tame.'
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Monday, March 05, 2012
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 07, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Monday, January 03, 2011
Sunday, December 19, 2010
The White Snow
One’s dressed as a chef today
And the others sing
Fine sky-coloured officer
Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone
Will deck you with a lovely sun
A lovely sun
The chef plucks geese
Ah! Snowfalls hiss
Fall and how I miss
My beloved in my arms
Friday, April 09, 2010
I shall not live in vain ...
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Presence

to enter the gates
of the Field
of holy apples.
A new table
we prepare for Her,
a lovely candelabrum
sheds its light upon us.
Between right and left
the Bride approaches,
in holy jewels
and festive garments.
Her Husband embraces Her
in Her foundation,
giving Her pleasure,
squeezing out his strength.
Torment and trouble
are ended.
Now there are joyous faces
and spirits and souls.
He gives Her great joy
in twofold measure.
Light shines upon Her
and streams of blessing.
Bridesmen go forth
and prepare the Bride's adornments,
food of various kinds
all manner of fish.
To beget souls
and new spirits
on the thirty-two paths
and three branches.
She has seventy crowns
and the supernal King,
that all may be crowned
in the Holy of Holies.
All the worlds are engraved
and concealed within Her,
but all shine forth
from the "Ancient of Days."
May it be His will
that He dwell among His people,
who take joy for His sake
with sweets and honey.
In the south I set
the hidden candelabrum,
I make room in the north
for the table with the loaves.
With wine in beakers
and boughs of myrtle
to fortify the Betrothed,
to strengthen the weak.
We plait them wreaths
of precious words
for the crowning of the seventy
in fifty gates.
Let the Shekhinah be adorned
by six Sabbath loaves
connected on every side
with the Heavenly Sanctuary.
Weakened and cast out
the impure powers,
the menacing demons
are now in fetters.
(Rabbi Isaac Luria 1534 - 1572)
Monday, December 28, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Patrick's Breastplate

Christ be with me,
Christ within me,
Christ before me,
Christ to win me,
and restore me,
Christ above me,
Christ in quiet,
Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of
all that love me,
friend and stranger.
St. Patrick, C. 460



























