Showing posts with label 1000 names of Vishnu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1000 names of Vishnu. Show all posts

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Nada te turbe

Nothing we receive to include the Self "can diminish the infinite stores of love and wisdom."

Nada te turbe by St.Teresa; from Eknath Easwaran's Purna
पूर्ण (Full) in 1000 names of Vishnu.

Nada te turbe,
Nada te espante
Todo se pasa.
Dios no se mua
La pacienza
Todo lo alcanza.
Quien a Dios tiene
Nada le falta.
Solo Dios basta.

Let nothing upset you;
Let nothing frighten you.
Everything is changing;
God alone is changeless.
Patience attains the goal.
Who has God lacks nothing,
God alone fills all his needs.

Btw, it is amazing to see and be a part of the youth at Taizé sing a version of the above (in tandem with various Alleluia's, the Magnificat/s, Bénissez le Seigneur, Bless the Lord, etc. (
Cluny chants), close to the Abbaye de Cluny (Eng.), France.


Na-da te tur-be,
nada te_es.pan-te;
quien a Dios tie-ne,
na-da le fal-ta.
Na-da te tur-be,
na-da te_es-pan-te
só-lo Dios
bas-ta.

Nothing can trouble,
nothing can frigh-ten
those who seek God shall ne-ver go want-ing,
God a-lone fills us.


Sunday, April 4, 2010

A revelation of Divine Love to Julian of Norwich

The fourteenth-century mystic Julian of Norwich says upon being showed a little thing in the palm of her hand by the Lord. She looked at it and thought, but within the eye of her comprehension: What may this be? The answer she received was: It is all that is made. Dame Julian marvelled how it may last, and thought "it might suddenly have fallen to naught for littleness." And her understanding was answered to as: It lasteth, and ever shall, for that God loveth it.

As Dame Julian further put it:
I saw three properties. The first is that God made it, the second that God loveth it, the third that God keepeth it. But what is to me verily the Maker, the Keeper and the Lover---I cannot tell; for till I am substantially oned to him, I may never have full rest nor very bliss; that is to say, till I be so fastened to him that there is right nought that is made betwixt my God and me.

(as read/summarised from Eknath Easwaran's section on Kavi (poet, the poet as an artist), in 1000 Names of Vishnu. pub. by Jaico, India)