 White Jade, by Ruth St. Denis
(1936)
Contributed by Shirley Roper,
Associate Director
Ethnic Music & Dance Alliance,
Inc.
...The God of Truth is in my
upright spine.
The God of Love is in the heart's rhythmic
beating.
The God of Wisdom lives in my conceiving mind and in my
constructing hands.
The God of beauty is revealed in my
harmonious body.
And the God of Joy flows forth in endless
patterns of the Cosmic Dance.
I am kwan Yin, the Merciful,
the Compassionate.
All men and women, and children and all
beasts, all creeping creatures and all flying things receive my
Love.
For I am Kwan Yin, the Mother Merciful, who hears and
answers prayers
Watch your
thoughts, they become words.
Watch your
words, they become actions.
Watch your
actions, they become habits.
Watch your
habits, they become character.
Watch your
character, It becomes your destiny.
(From
the bathroom wall at Trader Joes)
Madad words to a
popular song from Egypt and Sudan (Sufi,2002)
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
I swear by the Quran
and the chapter of “Humanity” that justice will be done to each and
everyone
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
I swear by the “Night
Flight” and by the virtue of the Virgin Mary that the spilling of
any blood be decreed sinful by God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
The psalms of the
Messiah, a message that is free, let there be peace on earth and joy
to all human kind
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
I swear by the “Keys
of Heaven” and the chapter of “Prohibition” that I remain engulfed
in love for the Messenger of God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
I swear by the Quran
and the chapter of “Humanity” that justice will be done to each and
everyone
I swear by the “Night
Flight” and by the virtue of the Virgin Mary that the spilling of
any blood be decreed sinful by God
I swear by the “Keys
of Heaven” and the chapter of “Prohibition” that I remain engulfed
in love for the Messenger of God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God
“Madad” give me
strength
“Madad” Oh, messenger
of God…….
A Voice of Peace
A
Strong Women VS A Women of Strength
author unknown Shared by Ava Flemming
A
strong woman works out every day to keep her body in
shape...
but
a woman of strength kneels in prayer to keep her soul in
shape...
A strong woman
isn't afraid of anything...
but a woman of strength shows courage in the midst of her
fear...
A strong woman won't let anyone get the best of her...
but
a woman of strength gives the best of her to
everyone...
A
strong woman makes mistakes and avoids the same in the
future...
A
woman of strength realizes life's mistakes can also be God's
blessings
and capitalizes on them...
A strong woman walks sure-footedly...
but a woman of strength knows God will catch her when she
falls...
A strong woman wears the look of confidence on her
face...
but
a woman of strength wears grace...
A strong woman has faith that she is strong enough for the
journey...
but a woman of strength has faith that it is in the journey that she
will become strong..
The following is shared
by Hozuhni of Florida
Once there came to the court of the
Prince of Birkasha a dancer with her Musicians. And she was admitted
to the court, and she danced before the Prince to the music of the
lute and of the flute, and the zither. She danced the dance of
flames, and the dance of swords and spears. She danced the dance of
stars and of space. And then she danced the dance of flowers in the
wind. After this she stood before the throne of the Prince and bowed
her body before him. And the Prince bade her to come nearer, and he
said unto her,
"Beautiful
woman, daughter of grace and delight, whence comes your art? How is
it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your
rhymes?"
And the dancer bowed again before the Prince, and she answered,
"Mighty and gracious Majesty, I know not the
answer to your questionings. Only this I know: The philosopher's
soul dwells in his head, the poet's is in the heart; the singer's
soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in
all her body | 
