Marie, Marie, Marolle, flyv op til Vorherre og bed om godt vejr!

Rimet stammer fra middelalderen. Dengang bad man til Jomfru Maria for at få godt, tørt høstvejr. Mariehønen blev associeret med Jomfru Maria, og traditionen med at lade mariehønen flyve op mod himlen, mens man reciterede rimet, blev en måde at bede om godt vejr på. 

Her en børnehistorie baseret på Marie, Marie, Marolle af Jan. H. Andersen fra 2015.

The rhyme “Marie, Marie, Marolle, fly up to the Lord and ask for good weather” originates from the Middle Ages. Back then, people prayed to the Virgin Mary for good, dry harvest weather. The ladybug became associated with the Virgin Mary, and the tradition of letting the ladybug fly up toward the sky while reciting the rhyme became a way to pray for good weather.

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Heaven and earth are one.
The circle and the square are the same.

They part necessarily, without effort.
First boundless stillness, then endless movement.

There’s no sense in speaking of form or formlessness.
Substance or non-substance—what is the difference?

Body, energy, and mind—what are they?
I am merely a channel for nature’s forces.

My mind moves and fills the form.
Empty yet full, the universe fills itself.

I stand in the center.
Seeing the master and servant work.

When we offer no resistance,
we meet with no resistance.

Miracles and Mysteries.
Everyday things are welcomed as a friend.

I have no mind that is my own.
Over time, this too fades away.

Perfection in imperfection.
Imperfection in perfection.

It seems as if I am here, yet I am not. I am not, yet I am right here.

Others cannot grasp it. I cannot comprehend it either.

Naturally—it’s all right.

(A poem on the liberation of mind, heart, and intention—”Shen, Xin & Yi”—in spiritual practices such as Standing Meditation, Qigong, Neigong, Neijia, and Taiji)

Translation of “Fra noget til ingenting og tilbage igen” from Qigong Gentofte 2015

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The day is breaking in the east,
the moon shines everywhere;
little does my sweetheart know where I shall pass the night.

Anonymous

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Es dringen Blüten
Aus jedem Zweig
Und tausend Stimmen
Aus dem Gesträuch

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Forms arise and disappear.

Change is just a principle
no words describes the mysterious one.

How can I forget
that this moment
and all existence
is perfect
and
without flaws.

Thomas 19/7 2009

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Jinghai, Yu. A Scatter of Light in the Summer Sky: Poems of the Tao

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Thich Nhat Hanh

Reference:
The Long Road Turns to Joy: Guide to Walking Meditation

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