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Hold on tight to yesterday. I say, G_ah_d is here to roll away, the clouds, that sever all our pride, is now entirely justified. Because we are Greatness, sacred and true. Because we are Greatness, it's God inside of you. Hold on tight to yesterday, remembering all we did say, to bring us near, to hearts complete, the soul, that needs to leap. I have a faithful out look today. I bring in my heart, so roll away, the tears, that impart, the soul, who needs a start, to walk into a holy land.
God hold me here, I demand. Your greatness, now, I do fear. But as soon, as I learn to be like you, then I can be Greatness too. You are Father, Mother to me (Great Spirits in Heaven). I am a child, with a holy dream. And I'm true to live up to your claim, that Greatness has your name. Great Mother Spirit true, Great Father, Spirit adieu. Sailing for the ends of time, to bring us all closer to thine. The house of God is inside of you, inside the sacred loyal blue.
Tell me my Brother, watch over this land. Give us liberty, to make us stand. Watch over the seas, in our hearts, make sure that we impart, sacred blessings, a form and an art. Tell me my Brother, you are warrior true, always looking after me and you. I know, G_ah_d is here to make amends, to bring us greatness, our home again.
Tell me my Sister, you have endured, always embracing, without any words. Always loving, even in the worst sins, just to bring them home again. Tell me Sister, how great and true. You were always being royal and blue. Giving your love, without any return, because you did know how to earn, the path to eternity. The place where it's you and me. The spirit of the soul, that's free, is because you gave to me and you. Always looking for the goodness true, it's law of love, that always runs loose, if we could only bee, the heart of a dream. Where Golden is butterfly wings (soul flight, the yellow path, where freedom brings in the breath, the vehicle, to pass the test, evolution divine, the soul that shines). Holding, the heart strings. My Sister, it's time for you to live again, as you own everything. You will be the heavenly reign, to proclaim, law of love, will endure!
G_ah_d hold me this day. I come to kneel and pray. Give me a heart that is true. Give me a heart of the blue. Because it's Sisters and Brothers, like me and you. We who serve the blue, the heavenly soul, inside of you. There is God's winds, that blow. There inside, the mighty glow. I know, it's where we begin, the halls of where the mighty winds, do need a prayer to be, a sanctuary. Let's bless the world please.
I bless the nine directions in you. I bless the heart without any clues. I bless the feet, who always walks away. But mostly I bless this sacred space. I bless the nine directions in me. I bless the soul, that rides to eternity. I bless the face of a newborn child, awakening for the very first time. I bless the rainbow clan, who endure, for love is the way the only course to stay. I bless all of you. I bless the holy and true. I bless the sleepless nights, that blind us to our plights. I bless the lessons we learn, to become treasures, we did earn, to progess down the soul, the spirally we are know.
Come my Sister Brother take my hands. We are going to (the) hill to dance. And upon this space, I will be a grace, the divine soul, that shines in me. G_ah_d give me shining liberty. I hear the bells ring their toll (freedom rings). I hear, the many lost souls (those who did not purify, with fire this night). I hear, the songs of heaven divine. I hear your heart needs mine. Come my Sister Brother hold my hand. Know it's time for us to command. Destroy ignorance with love, to bring in hearts like doves (gathering peacefully). And when we go home to sleep. We are tired, but we are in belief, that tomorrow leads to a better day, because we gathered together and prayed.
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Quilt Tzedakah
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 2010
Quilt Tzedakah
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 2010
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 2010
The Jewish New Year, which begins at sundown this coming Wednesday (Sept 8, 2010), is a time for introspection. A busy Jewish quilter in Ann Arbor, Michigan, who prefers to remain anonymous, sent me this message to share with others as we approach the High Holy Days:
"When I became a Jewish woman in 1996, I learned two phrases in Hebrew: tzedakah, which translates as justice and refers to charitable giving; and tikkun olam, which translates literally as “to repair the world” and means social action in English. It was not until ten years later, when I began quilting, that I found a way of making these words truly my own.
Every third or fourth quilt I make now is what I call a tzedakah quilt (one is shown here). Through my guild, many other quilters and I have donated quilts to our community’s women’s shelter. Learning about this program also inspired me to start donating quilts to a local children’s hospital, where there is an ongoing need for twin-size and baby quilts for the children admitted. I have also donated quilts for benefits, such as for our hospice care facility, and of course, I have given away many quilts just to family and friends.
These are my ways of giving back (tzedakah) and repairing a broken world (tikkun olam). The gift of a quilt has always been a gift of practicality and beauty, given with the hope of brightening a person’s surroundings and providing a pleasing, meaningful memory.
All forms of tzedakah and tikkun olam are important. It’s just nice to find a way of doing it that expresses all the love and care that a quilt does. I’m grateful to have discovered this tradition." Thank you http://americanquiltermagazine.blogspot.com/
I bring pass over to you, my heart does long to be bleu (freedom), the heart of always comes true, when faith is written on you. But so many, they don't really, think that G_ah_d (utterance of heavenly transmission) will bring, the heart that rings. And we are satisfied, to long for better skies, rather than trusting all the ones who came before us. It's time of prophecy, the living of all the devoted seas (blue tzitzit), and what could bring us home, we don't look at this loom (weaving of light and dark). It's a covering, the prayer cloth that helps us discover, that we are housing a truth, and it's called our soul. There is wisdom if we trust our heart's breath, the sanctity of loving all that is truth. But who can you depend on, when so many think they know lawns (green grass the home of paradise) and you don't know which way to turn? There's only one place, that speaks volumes, it's the prayer you turn to, that leads you true.
Look at your heart inside, not at your pride outside, but bring the soul, that knows, the way to go. And when we follow you and me, and gift all, to the leaves (tree of life, our relatives who we share life with), then we know where we must go, on it's course of time. Let's not be blind any more, but instead let's find vision of a stare, where our hearts show us the way, with good old fashion love in the air. And it's where we need find, the song that leads us this time, to unite our hearts, to fight for broken hearts. There is wind in the clouds.
There is flowing of the blood, but there is not wisdom that grows, with all the lies. Instead, let's hold each others hands, and feed all who do command, the soul of wisdom, the soul of pride (faith and humbleness), that offers us the ride. It's heaven inside. It's the grains of delight (abundance for all). It's where G_ad_d promises us paradise. Give your embrace to the world. Feed the homeless and the full. Open your hearts and give it all away. Brotherhood comes with a price, and we'd better think twice, because only love will allow us to survive. We are a hide (holy temple which resides a soul), the Rainbow Tribe.
"When I became a Jewish woman in 1996, I learned two phrases in Hebrew: tzedakah, which translates as justice and refers to charitable giving; and tikkun olam, which translates literally as “to repair the world” and means social action in English. It was not until ten years later, when I began quilting, that I found a way of making these words truly my own.
Every third or fourth quilt I make now is what I call a tzedakah quilt (one is shown here). Through my guild, many other quilters and I have donated quilts to our community’s women’s shelter. Learning about this program also inspired me to start donating quilts to a local children’s hospital, where there is an ongoing need for twin-size and baby quilts for the children admitted. I have also donated quilts for benefits, such as for our hospice care facility, and of course, I have given away many quilts just to family and friends.
These are my ways of giving back (tzedakah) and repairing a broken world (tikkun olam). The gift of a quilt has always been a gift of practicality and beauty, given with the hope of brightening a person’s surroundings and providing a pleasing, meaningful memory.
All forms of tzedakah and tikkun olam are important. It’s just nice to find a way of doing it that expresses all the love and care that a quilt does. I’m grateful to have discovered this tradition."
Thank you http://americanquiltermagazine.blogspot.com/
I bring pass over to you, my heart does long to be bleu (freedom), the heart of always comes true, when faith is written on you. But so many, they don't really, think that G_ah_d (utterance of heavenly transmission) will bring, the heart that rings. And we are satisfied, to long for better skies, rather than trusting all the ones who came before us. It's time of prophecy, the living of all the devoted seas (blue tzitzit), and what could bring us home, we don't look at this loom (weaving of light and dark). It's a covering, the prayer cloth that helps us discover, that we are housing a truth, and it's called our soul. There is wisdom if we trust our heart's breath, the sanctity of loving all that is truth. But who can you depend on, when so many think they know lawns (green grass the home of paradise) and you don't know which way to turn? There's only one place, that speaks volumes, it's the prayer you turn to, that leads you true.
Look at your heart inside, not at your pride outside, but bring the soul, that knows, the way to go. And when we follow you and me, and gift all, to the leaves (tree of life, our relatives who we share life with), then we know where we must go, on it's course of time. Let's not be blind any more, but instead let's find vision of a stare, where our hearts show us the way, with good old fashion love in the air. And it's where we need find, the song that leads us this time, to unite our hearts, to fight for broken hearts. There is wind in the clouds.
There is flowing of the blood, but there is not wisdom that grows, with all the lies. Instead, let's hold each others hands, and feed all who do command, the soul of wisdom, the soul of pride (faith and humbleness), that offers us the ride. It's heaven inside. It's the grains of delight (abundance for all). It's where G_ad_d promises us paradise. Give your embrace to the world. Feed the homeless and the full. Open your hearts and give it all away. Brotherhood comes with a price, and we'd better think twice, because only love will allow us to survive. We are a hide (holy temple which resides a soul), the Rainbow Tribe.
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