Good Morning!
The Seder celebration was beautiful. Each person was asked to bring a symbol, a representation of something that nourishes them. I forgot the symbol, or maybe felt that I am trying to nourish internally now, so I shared that silence nourishes me, and that I had brought my heart which was well-fed by those who were there.
We were asked to tell one thing we had learned from our mothers. My mother taught me to bend like the willow, so as not to break. There were 25 of us, so there was a great deal of feminine wisdom generated and shared. We began in light and the full moon rose and we celebrated late into the night. We all appreciated the "night candle."
WHAT SHOULD WE DO ABOUT THAT MOON?
A wine bottle fell from a wagon and
broke open in a field.
That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins
Gathered
and did some serious binge drinking.
They even found some seed husks nearby
and began to play them like drums and whirl.
This made God very happy.
Then the "night candle" rose into the sky
and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument,
said to his friend ~ for no apparent
Reason,
"What should we do about that moon?"
Seems to Hafiz
Most everyone has laid aside the music
Tackling such profoundly useless
Questions.
A wine bottle fell from a wagon and
broke open in a field.
That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins
Gathered
and did some serious binge drinking.
They even found some seed husks nearby
and began to play them like drums and whirl.
This made God very happy.
Then the "night candle" rose into the sky
and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument,
said to his friend ~ for no apparent
Reason,
"What should we do about that moon?"
Seems to Hafiz
Most everyone has laid aside the music
Tackling such profoundly useless
Questions.
~ Hafiz ~
(The Gift -- versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)