22 April 2009

emerging anew ... perception is altered

The Prayer To Our Father (The Lord's Prayer)
-- in the original Aramaic --
Abwûn
"Oh Thou, from whom the breath of life comes,

d'bwaschmâja
who fills all realms of sound, light and vibration.

Nethkâdasch schmach
May Your light be experienced in my utmost holiest.

Têtê malkuthach.
Your Heavenly Domain comes.

Nehwê tzevjânach aikâna d'bwaschmâja af b'arha.
Let Your will come true - in the universe (all that vibrates)
just as on earth (that is material and dense).

Hawvlân lachma d'sûnkanân jaomâna.
Give us bread (understanding, assistance) for our daily need,

Waschboklân chaubên wachtahên aikâna
daf chnân schwoken l'chaijabên.
detach the ropes of faults that bind us,
like we let go the guilt of others.

Wela tachlân l'nesjuna
Let us not be lost in superficial things (a common temptation),

ela patzân min bischa.
but let us be freed from that what keeps us off from our true purpose.

Metol dilachie malkutha wahaila wateschbuchta l'ahlâm almîn.
From You comes the all-working will, the lively strength to act,
the song that beautifies all and renews itself from age to age.

Amên.
Sealed in trust, faith and truth.
I confirm that with my whole being

The Aramaic Language doesn't distinguish between means and purpose, inside quality and outside acting. Both are given simultaneously: what you've sown, you'll harvest.

When Jesus relates to the "Kingdom of Heaven," as interpreted directly from Aramaic, he means the Kingdom inside and in the middle amongst us. Also "the next one" is inside and outside just as the whole Self. The arbitrary borders between spirit, body and soul fall apart.

The Aramaic has (like the Hebrew and Arabic) different levels of meaning. The words are organized and defined by a poetical system where different meanings of every word are possible. So, every line of the Lords Prayer could be translated to English in many different versions.

For your rumination ... here is a rather fair site that shows some of the many possibilities of the Lord's Prayer interpretation ...
http://www.spiritheart.org/chapel/lordpryr.htm

and, here is what I have found to be the most encompassing of the aramaic meanings (as expounded upon in parenthesis):

Oh Thou, from whom the breath of life comes, who fills all realms of sound, light and vibration. May Your light be experienced in my utmost holiest. Your Heavenly Domain approaches. Let Your will come true - in the universe (all that vibrates) just as on earth (that which is material and dense). Give us wisdom (understanding, assistance) for our daily need, detach the fetters of faults that bind us, (karma) like we let go the guilt of others. Let us not be lost in superficial things (materialism, common temptations), but let us be freed from that what keeps us off from our true purpose. From You comes the all-working will, the lively strength to act, the song that beautifies all and renews itself from age to age. Sealed in trust, faith and truth (I confirm with my entire being).

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05 April 2009

ahhhh, foiled again!

am "spending" an inordinate amount of time doing things that do not bring me joy ... and, I need to balance the activities better. since my passion meter is broken at the moment, I have no ambition. When I take a moment to entertain a possible goal, I get a blank stare from the inner eyes. the universe does wink at me occasionally, so I believe I am not forgotten.

not getting much appreciation, accolades, attention so am feeling like my existence is rather feckless. tried to fly with a colorful parachute that just didn't hold together ... yet.

sadly enough, the most "fun" I have is wordsmithing my thoughts on this damn computer ... the Wiz of Ozz (don't mind the chick behind the laptop). still, I yearn to create something so that when I do leave this time-space continuum, it is more than just a pin-dot hole in the world that I leave behind.

then again ... I'm struggling to focus in order to write the book - the novel - the ... and perhaps am feeling like I'd fall short in moving the hearts of others. ahhhh ... fear of failure ... hmmmmmm

a bit bitter and looking to get better. but DAMN if I can find something worth fighting for ... like, I imagine for you, your garden. You create - nurture - toil in joy and then get further rewarded by the fruits of your work ... so awesome.

yesterday, at a birthday party where he was behaving miserably, my son brought me a glass of ice water and in that single moment erased anything but his thoughtfulness. so this is where the magic lies. in those moments that create joy.

meandering through the stream of consciousness ... more to come.

what color is your parachute (can anyone have just one?) ... and perhaps another question would be what pattern?

off to fold clothes and then to investigate more on twitter for a possible social-media-marketing project ...

strum to your hearts content!

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