Musical interlude for an Autumn afternoon

Parsley to take away bitterness
Sage for strength
Rosemary for faithfulness, love, and remembrance
Thyme for courage

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SfqpAWPx6T4

Leaves of Autumn...

"The winds will blow their own

freshness into you,

and the storms their energy,

while cares will drop away from you

like the leaves of Autumn."

-- John Muir

Autumn twilight

This very evening I did spy

a lemon sliver in the sky:

the moon affixed above the trees,

above the stillness of the breeze.

There were no clouds to mar the sight,

there was a coolness to the night.

I knew at once what I must do:

I'd write these words to share with you

the wondrous vision which my eyes

beheld tonight in Autumn skies.

And now you see that it is true:

this is the poem I wrote for you.

The beauty of it all...

"There is a harmony in Autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the Summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been."

--Percy Bysshe Shelley

A sacredness in tears

“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”



--Washington Irving

Blind with stars...

"Without a wish, without a will,

I stood upon that silent hill

And stared into the sky until

My eyes were blind with stars and still

I stared into the sky.”

--Ralph Hodgson

Our Lady of La Salette

" The clothing of the Most Holy Virgin was silver white and quite brillliant. It was quite intangible. It was made up of light and glory, sparkling and dazzling. There is no expression nor comparison to be found on earth. The most Holy Virgin had a yellow pinafore.
What am I saying, yellow? She had a pinafore more brilliant than several suns put together. It was not a tangible material; it was composed of glory, and the glory was scintillating, and ravishingly beautiful.
The crown of roses which she placed on her head was so beautiful, so brilliant, that it defies imagination. The different colored roses were not of this earth; it was a joining together of flowers which crowned the Most Holy Virgin.
The Most Holy Virgin was tall and well proportioned. She seemed so light that a mere breath could have stirred her, yet she was motionless and perfectly balanced. Her face was majestic, imposing. The voice of the Beautiful Lady was soft. It was enchanting, ravishing, warming to the ears.
The eyes of the majestic Mary appeared thousands of times more beautiful than the rarest brilliants, diamonds, aand precious stones. They shone like two suns; but they were soft, softness itself, as clear as a mirror.


The Holy Virgin had a most pretty cross hanging around her neck.

The Holy Virgin was crying nearly the whole time she was speaking to us. Her tears flowed gently, one by one, down to her knees, then, like sparks of light they disappeared. They were glittering and full of love. I would have liked to comfort her and stop her tears."


--Translated words of Melanie Calvat to whom Our Lady appeared on September 19, 1846 as officially recognized by the Church. The text of Our Lady's message remains shrouded in secrecy, though devotees of Our Lady of La Salette include many popes, saints, and theologians.

Our Lady of La Salette, pray for us.