WELCOME to mira's merry maze of mirrors and miscellaneous mumblings . We are mirrors . Through you , I come to know myself. Without you , how can I know the places in me that are unkind and invisible ? You bring me to myself. THIS IS MAY NOT BE THE WHOLE TRUTH but it is an aspect of The Truth and I do continue to live simply in the rhythm of my soul.
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*yawn* 
My nose is blocked
and as a result
I think my brain is deprived of oxygen
:yes;
eyelids are getting heavy
I'm beginning to nod off
so I think I'll take my leave of Blogland
for tonight
Have a great evening !
X
I knocked glass off my desk the other day and it fell and shattered in to millions of pieces.
They looked like diamonds on the floor.
I picked the big ones out and vacuumed up the rest and thought I had got them all , but no. Pieces keep turning up several feet away from the place where the glass hit the floor.
The sixth Communion is with
The Angel of Peace,
Whose kiss bestoweth calm,
And whose face is as the surface
Of untroubled waters,
Wherein the moon is reflected.
I will invoke Peace,
Whose breath is friendly,
Whose hand smooths the troubled brow.
In the reign of Peace,
There is neither hunger nor thirst,
Neither hot wind nor cold wind,
Neither old age nor death.
But to him that hath not peace in his soul,
There is no place to build within
The Holy Temple;
For how can the carpenter build
In the midst of a whirlwind?
The seed of violence can reap
Only a harvest of desolation,
And from the parched clay
Can grow no living thing.
Seek ye then the Angel of Peace,
Who is as the morning star
In the midst of a cloud,
As the moon at the full,
As a fair olive tree budding forth fruit,
And as the sun shining on the temple
Of the most High.
Peace dwells in the heart of silence:
Be still, and know that I am God.
From the Gospel of the Essenes
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