29 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.17am sunset : 4.40pm moonrise : 12.41pm moonset : 11.04pm moonphase: waxing crescent..5 days ..................................... They Are All Children They are all children when they sleep. There is no war in them. They open their hands and breathe in the slow rhythm given to humans by heaven. Whether soldiers, statesmen, servants, or masters they purse their lips like small children and they all half-open their hands. Stars stand watch then and the arch of the sky is hazed over for a few hours when no one will harm another. If only we could talk with each other then, when hearts are like half-open flowers. Words would push their way in like golden bees. -God, teach me sleep's language. ~Rolf Jacobsen translated by Glenn Storhaug ..................................... 28 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.16am sunset : 4.40pm moonrise : 12.09pm moonset : 9.52pm moonphase: waxing crescent..5 days ..................................... Initiation Song from the Finders' Lodge Please bring strange things. Please come bringing new things. Let very old things come into your hands. Let what you do not know come into your eyes. Let desert sand harden your feet. Let the arch of your feet be the mountains. Let the paths of your fingertips be your maps and the ways you go be the lines on your palms. Let there be deep snow in your inbreathing and your outbreath be the shining of ice. May your mouth contain the shapes of strange words. May you smell food cooking you have not eaten. May the spring of a foreign river be your navel. May your soul be at home where there are no houses. Walk carefully, well loved one, walk mindfully, well loved one, walk fearlessly, well loved one. Return with us, return to us, be always coming home. ~Ursula LeGuin ..................................... 27 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.15am sunset : 4.41pm moonrise : 11.48am moonset ; 8.42pm moonphase: waxing crescent..4 days ..................................... Jamaican Market Honey, pepper, leaf-green limes Pagan fruit whose names are rhymes, Mangoes, breadfruit, ginger-roots, Granadillas, bamboo shoots. Cho-cho, ackees, tangerines, Lemons, purple Congo-beans, Sugar, okras, kola-nuts, Citrons, hairy cocoanuts, Fish, tobacco, native hats, Gold bananas, woven mats, Plantains, wild-thyme, pallid leeks, Pigeons with their scarlet beaks, Oranges and saffron yams, Baskets, ruby guava jams, Turtles, goat-skins, cinnamon, Allspice, conch-shells, golden rum. Black skins, babel - - and the sun That burns all colors into one. ~Agnes Maxwell-Hall ..................................... 26 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.14am sunset : 4.41pm moonrise : 10.35am moonset ; 7.29pm moonphase: waxing crescent..2 days ..................................... The Clay Jug Inside this clay jug there are canyons and pine mountains, and the maker of canyons and pine mountains! All seven oceans are inside, and hundreds of millions of stars. The acid that tests gold is there, and the one who judges jewels. And the music from the strings no one touches, and the source Of all water. If you want the truth, I will tell you the truth: Friend, listen: the God whom I love is inside. ~Kabir ..................................... 25 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.13am sunset : 4.42pm moonrise : 9.29am moonset ; 6.22pm moonphase: waxing crescent..1 day ..................................... Evening The sky puts on the darkening blue coat held for it by a row of ancient trees; you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight, one journeying to heaven, one that falls; and leave you, not at home in either one, not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses, not calling to eternity with the passion of what becomes a star each night, and rises; and leave you (inexpressibly to unravel) your life, with its immensity and fear, so that, now bounded, now immeasurable, it is alternately stone in you and star. ~Rainer Maria Rilke Translated by Stephen Mitchell ..................................... 24 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.11am sunset : 4.42pm moonrise : 8.11am moonset : 5.24pm moonphase: waxing crescent..0 days ..................................... The stars stand around me Like gold eyes, I can no longer Tell where I begin and leave off. The faint breeze in the dark pines, And the invisible grass, The tipping earth, the swarming stars Have an eye that sees itself. from The Heart of Herakles ~Kenneth Rexroth ..................................... 23 November 2003 22 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.09am sunset : 4.43pm moonrise : 5.25am moonset ; 4.02pm moonphase: waning crescent..28 days ..................................... Wild Geese You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting - over and over announcing your place in the family of things. ~ Mary Oliver ..................................... 21 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.08am sunset : 4.47pm moonrise : 4.06am moonset : 3.28pm moonphase: waning crescent..27 days ..................................... The Avowal As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so I would learn to attain freefall and float into Creator Spirit's deep embrace, knowing no effort earns that all surrounding grace. ~ Denise Levertov ..................................... 20 November 2003
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sunrise : 7.07am sunset : 4.45pm moonrise : 2.50am moonset ; 3.02pm moonphase: waning crescent..26 days Song of the Sky Loom Oh our Mother the Earth, Oh our Father the Sky, Your children are we, and with tired backs We bring you the gifts that you love Then weave for us a garment of brightness; May the warp be the white light of morning, May the weft be the red light of evening, May the fringes be the falling rain, May the border be the standing rainbow. Thus weave for us a garment of brightness That we may walk fittingly where birds sing, That we may walk fittingly where grass is green, Oh our Mother the Earth, Oh our Father the Sky. Tewa Pueblo Prayer 19 November 2003
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sun rise..7.05 am sun set.. 4.46 pm moon rise.. 1.36am moon set.. 2.38 pm moon phase.. waning crescent 18 November 2003 |
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