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The Joy of Harmony
Written by Misty-Eve
Tuesday, 28 April 2009
This week-end I am celebrating the Rites of Spring with about 200 other musicians in a splendid group camp-out on a 120-acre farm located on the banks of the White River deep in the Ozark Mountains.
Ahhh what beauty there is in the simple pleasure of enjoying each others company, telling jokes, and sharing stories. This is a musical group who loves to sing and play. The angelic harmonies of this musical talent bring tears to my eyes. The great love between these folks is easy to feel and they love to share it with all who gather round.
Taurus is ruled by Venus, the loving teacher who continually shows us the benefit of being harmonious with all. The message of Venus is First, Love one another.
How often do we hear the two together; love and harmony. Harmony is the love catalyst, the thing that makes it happen and the thing that makes it work. The first lessons of the Gods Pan were the Arts of Harmony. Harmony is a thing that happens within, indefinable but identifiable by feeling. We only know of harmony when it happens, for then we feel it. In music we know it when we hear it. When playing in a musical group we know and feel it as we contribute to it, or when dancing -- our movements together bring it to us.
Hence Pan has given us these two means of finding it together. No matter how diverse and different we may be personally, all people find harmony by the first two points of the Star of Wisdom -- Music and Dance. When we gather in festivals, we "make a joyful noise unto the Lord", and mingling our rhythms together we find joy rising in ourselves as harmony wells up within us.
The festival of Beltane is at the peak of Taurus, when all the wise people will dance and sing together. Thus do we learn harmony which is the rhythm and sound of love, and without which, among ourselves, there is no magic.
Love and Harmony - do you feel them in your life?
What could YOU do to bring more harmony into your experience?
It's worth thinking about...
~ Misty-Eve*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
LIVING IN HARMONY
"Peace comes not from the absence of conflict, but from the ability to cope with it."
~ Unknown Source
Angeles Arrien says that life will be simple if we follow the four-fold way counseled by indigenous peoples:
1. Show up, being present with all four mental, emotional, physical and spiritual intelligences.
2. Pay attention to what has heart and meaning.
3. Tell the truth without blame or judgment.
4. Be open to outcome, not attached to outcome.
"Peace is not won by those who fiercely guard their differences, but by those who seek out connections with open minds and hearts."
~ Katherine Paterson
Reproductions Permitted http://www.higherawareness.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HARMONY: QUOTES OF THE DAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At that elusive moment when we transcend our ordinary performance and feel in harmony with something else - whether it's a glorious sunset, inspiring music or another human being - our studies have shown that what we are really coming in sync with is ourselves. Not only do we feel more relaxed and at peace, but this entrained state increases our ability to perform well and offers numerous health benefits.
~ Doc Childre and Howard Martin, HeartMath Solution
Music creates order out of chaos: for rhythm imposes unanimity upon the divergent, melody imposes continuity upon the disjointed, and harmony imposes compatibility upon the incongruous.
~ Yehudi Menuhin
"Peace is not won by those who fiercely guard their differences, but by those who with open minds and hearts seek out connections."
~ Katherine Paterson
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
THE SANDPIPER ... TO BRING YOU JOY!
~ By Ruth Peterson
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
'Hello,' she said.
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.
'I am building,' she said.
'I see that. What is it?' I asked, not really caring. 'Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand.' That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. A sandpiper glided by.
'That's a joy,' the child said.
'It's a what?'
"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy.'
The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed; my life seemed completely out of balance.
'What's your name?' She wouldn't give up.
'Robert,' I answered. 'I'm Robert Peterson.'
'Mine's Wendy... I'm six.'
'Hi, Wendy.' She giggled. 'You're funny,' she said.
In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me.
'Come again, Mr. P,' she called. 'We'll have another happy day.'
After a few days of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.
'Hello, Mr. P,' she said. 'Do you want to play?'
'What did you have in mind?' I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.
'I don't know, you say.'
'How about charades?' I asked sarcastically. The tinkling laughter burst forth again.
'I don't know what that is.'
'Then let's just walk.'
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. 'Where do you live?' I asked.
'Over there.' She pointed toward a row of summer cottages. Strange, I thought, in winter.
'Where do you go to school?'
'I don't go to school. Mommy says we're on vacation.'
She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day.
Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.
Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home.
'Look, if you don't mind,' I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, 'I'd rather be alone today.' She seemed unusually, pale and out of breath. 'Why?' she asked.
I turned to her and shouted, 'Because my mother died!' and thought, My God, why was I saying this to a little child?
'Oh,' she said quietly, 'then this is a bad day.'
'Yes,' .I said, 'and yesterday and the day before and - oh, go away!'
'Did it hurt?' she inquired.
'Did what hurt?' I was exasperated with her and with myself.
"When she died?' she asked.
'Of course it hurt!' I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off.
A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there.
Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-coloured hair opened the door. 'HelIo,' I said, 'I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was.'
'Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother
you. If she was a nuisance, please accept my apologies.'
'Not at all - she's a delightful child.' I said, suddenly realizing that I meant what I had just said.
'Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you.'
Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath.
'She loved this beach so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly...' Her voice faltered, 'She left something for you ... if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?'
I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with 'MR. P' printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues - a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird.
Underneath was carefully printed: A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide.
I took Wendy's mother in my arms. 'I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry,' I muttered over and over, and we wept together. The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words - one for each year of her life - that speak to me of harmony, courage, and understanding love.
A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand - who taught me the Gift of Love.
Reproductions Permitted http://www.MyDailyInsights.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Ruler of Taurus: VENUS
It is her sign, the celestial Lady of Love, soft and feminine. She is the epitome of beauty who characterizes herself in her message, "First, love one another." Some who hear the calling of the Goddess are inclined to think that love is the solution to everything. There may be more needed for a good relationship than love alone, but Venus reminds us that without love there are no solutions.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Taurus: I HAVE
1st Decan Influence: "ATTRACTION"
April 20th April 30th
In the first decan of Taurus the fiery nature of Aries is calmed by the green coolness of this Earth sign. Then emerges the Influence of the First Decan: "Attraction".
How important is it magically to be attractive?
In order to achieve our goals we must gather others around us to share these goals and work with us toward their achievement. In order to do this it is necessary to attract them and to do so we must be attractive. Observe the Taurus native - sleek, clean, and appealing. We first know people with our eyes and then later with our hearts. If our eyes are offended, our hearts rarely seek to know. The Taurus is an attractive person, like as not, and in this lays the virtue of this decan of the sign.
Law of Attraction says that which is like unto itself is drawn. To be magically effective we must therefore be aware of our thoughts and always be reaching for the thoughts that feel good the signal that we are thinking, speaking or doing that which is in harmony with our inner nature for these are the thoughts that will move us forward on our Path to Perfection.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For more on the lessons of Taurus see: http://druidcraft.us/astrology
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE?
To learn more about the teachings of the DRUIDIC CRAFT OF THE WISE visit the Courses page on the website: http://druidcraft.us
You are a blessed being!
Misty-Eve*
Druidic Craft of the Wise
The American Rite
http://druidcraft.us
There is nothing on earth you cannot have - once you have mentally accepted the fact that you can have it. See the things you want as already yours. Think of them as yours, as belonging to you, as already in your possession.
~ Robert Collier (1885 - 1950) American motivational author
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A WORD TO THE WISE
A Daily Newsletter of Astrological Reflections from The Druid Perspective
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Share A WORD TO THE WISE with those you care about.
Reproductions are permitted with the use of the following tag line:
(C) Reproductions Permitted: http://awordtothewise.info
Written by Misty-Eve
Tuesday, 28 April 2009
This week-end I am celebrating the Rites of Spring with about 200 other musicians in a splendid group camp-out on a 120-acre farm located on the banks of the White River deep in the Ozark Mountains.
Ahhh what beauty there is in the simple pleasure of enjoying each others company, telling jokes, and sharing stories. This is a musical group who loves to sing and play. The angelic harmonies of this musical talent bring tears to my eyes. The great love between these folks is easy to feel and they love to share it with all who gather round.
Taurus is ruled by Venus, the loving teacher who continually shows us the benefit of being harmonious with all. The message of Venus is First, Love one another.
How often do we hear the two together; love and harmony. Harmony is the love catalyst, the thing that makes it happen and the thing that makes it work. The first lessons of the Gods Pan were the Arts of Harmony. Harmony is a thing that happens within, indefinable but identifiable by feeling. We only know of harmony when it happens, for then we feel it. In music we know it when we hear it. When playing in a musical group we know and feel it as we contribute to it, or when dancing -- our movements together bring it to us.
Hence Pan has given us these two means of finding it together. No matter how diverse and different we may be personally, all people find harmony by the first two points of the Star of Wisdom -- Music and Dance. When we gather in festivals, we "make a joyful noise unto the Lord", and mingling our rhythms together we find joy rising in ourselves as harmony wells up within us.
The festival of Beltane is at the peak of Taurus, when all the wise people will dance and sing together. Thus do we learn harmony which is the rhythm and sound of love, and without which, among ourselves, there is no magic.
Love and Harmony - do you feel them in your life?
What could YOU do to bring more harmony into your experience?
It's worth thinking about...
~ Misty-Eve*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
LIVING IN HARMONY
"Peace comes not from the absence of conflict, but from the ability to cope with it."
~ Unknown Source
Angeles Arrien says that life will be simple if we follow the four-fold way counseled by indigenous peoples:
1. Show up, being present with all four mental, emotional, physical and spiritual intelligences.
2. Pay attention to what has heart and meaning.
3. Tell the truth without blame or judgment.
4. Be open to outcome, not attached to outcome.
"Peace is not won by those who fiercely guard their differences, but by those who seek out connections with open minds and hearts."
~ Katherine Paterson
Reproductions Permitted http://www.higherawareness.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HARMONY: QUOTES OF THE DAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At that elusive moment when we transcend our ordinary performance and feel in harmony with something else - whether it's a glorious sunset, inspiring music or another human being - our studies have shown that what we are really coming in sync with is ourselves. Not only do we feel more relaxed and at peace, but this entrained state increases our ability to perform well and offers numerous health benefits.
~ Doc Childre and Howard Martin, HeartMath Solution
Music creates order out of chaos: for rhythm imposes unanimity upon the divergent, melody imposes continuity upon the disjointed, and harmony imposes compatibility upon the incongruous.
~ Yehudi Menuhin
"Peace is not won by those who fiercely guard their differences, but by those who with open minds and hearts seek out connections."
~ Katherine Paterson
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
THE SANDPIPER ... TO BRING YOU JOY!
~ By Ruth Peterson
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
'Hello,' she said.
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.
'I am building,' she said.
'I see that. What is it?' I asked, not really caring. 'Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand.' That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. A sandpiper glided by.
'That's a joy,' the child said.
'It's a what?'
"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy.'
The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed; my life seemed completely out of balance.
'What's your name?' She wouldn't give up.
'Robert,' I answered. 'I'm Robert Peterson.'
'Mine's Wendy... I'm six.'
'Hi, Wendy.' She giggled. 'You're funny,' she said.
In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me.
'Come again, Mr. P,' she called. 'We'll have another happy day.'
After a few days of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.
'Hello, Mr. P,' she said. 'Do you want to play?'
'What did you have in mind?' I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.
'I don't know, you say.'
'How about charades?' I asked sarcastically. The tinkling laughter burst forth again.
'I don't know what that is.'
'Then let's just walk.'
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. 'Where do you live?' I asked.
'Over there.' She pointed toward a row of summer cottages. Strange, I thought, in winter.
'Where do you go to school?'
'I don't go to school. Mommy says we're on vacation.'
She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day.
Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.
Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home.
'Look, if you don't mind,' I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, 'I'd rather be alone today.' She seemed unusually, pale and out of breath. 'Why?' she asked.
I turned to her and shouted, 'Because my mother died!' and thought, My God, why was I saying this to a little child?
'Oh,' she said quietly, 'then this is a bad day.'
'Yes,' .I said, 'and yesterday and the day before and - oh, go away!'
'Did it hurt?' she inquired.
'Did what hurt?' I was exasperated with her and with myself.
"When she died?' she asked.
'Of course it hurt!' I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off.
A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there.
Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-coloured hair opened the door. 'HelIo,' I said, 'I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was.'
'Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother
you. If she was a nuisance, please accept my apologies.'
'Not at all - she's a delightful child.' I said, suddenly realizing that I meant what I had just said.
'Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you.'
Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath.
'She loved this beach so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly...' Her voice faltered, 'She left something for you ... if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?'
I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with 'MR. P' printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues - a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird.
Underneath was carefully printed: A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide.
I took Wendy's mother in my arms. 'I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry,' I muttered over and over, and we wept together. The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words - one for each year of her life - that speak to me of harmony, courage, and understanding love.
A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand - who taught me the Gift of Love.
Reproductions Permitted http://www.MyDailyInsights.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Ruler of Taurus: VENUS
It is her sign, the celestial Lady of Love, soft and feminine. She is the epitome of beauty who characterizes herself in her message, "First, love one another." Some who hear the calling of the Goddess are inclined to think that love is the solution to everything. There may be more needed for a good relationship than love alone, but Venus reminds us that without love there are no solutions.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Taurus: I HAVE
1st Decan Influence: "ATTRACTION"
April 20th April 30th
In the first decan of Taurus the fiery nature of Aries is calmed by the green coolness of this Earth sign. Then emerges the Influence of the First Decan: "Attraction".
How important is it magically to be attractive?
In order to achieve our goals we must gather others around us to share these goals and work with us toward their achievement. In order to do this it is necessary to attract them and to do so we must be attractive. Observe the Taurus native - sleek, clean, and appealing. We first know people with our eyes and then later with our hearts. If our eyes are offended, our hearts rarely seek to know. The Taurus is an attractive person, like as not, and in this lays the virtue of this decan of the sign.
Law of Attraction says that which is like unto itself is drawn. To be magically effective we must therefore be aware of our thoughts and always be reaching for the thoughts that feel good the signal that we are thinking, speaking or doing that which is in harmony with our inner nature for these are the thoughts that will move us forward on our Path to Perfection.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For more on the lessons of Taurus see: http://druidcraft.us/astrology
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE?
To learn more about the teachings of the DRUIDIC CRAFT OF THE WISE visit the Courses page on the website: http://druidcraft.us
You are a blessed being!
Misty-Eve*
Druidic Craft of the Wise
The American Rite
http://druidcraft.us
There is nothing on earth you cannot have - once you have mentally accepted the fact that you can have it. See the things you want as already yours. Think of them as yours, as belonging to you, as already in your possession.
~ Robert Collier (1885 - 1950) American motivational author
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A WORD TO THE WISE
A Daily Newsletter of Astrological Reflections from The Druid Perspective
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Share A WORD TO THE WISE with those you care about.
Reproductions are permitted with the use of the following tag line:
(C) Reproductions Permitted: http://awordtothewise.info
If you cant explain it simply, you dont understand it well enough.-- Albert Einstein
Blessings Bright and Dark,
