village trip

Wednesday, May 28, 2008




Our trip to the monastery in Suruchen. Sean and I met up with Jerad and his wife, Masha, who is from the village. We hiked up to the Monastery overlooking the village and drank holy water from a stream. Inside the orthodox temple they had the hand bones of some saint (in the box in the picture). And I lit a candle. Really beautiful place.

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To be nothing in the self-effacement of humility, yet, for the sake of the task, to embody its whole weight and importance in your bearing, as the one who has been called to undertake it. To give to people, works, poetry, art, what the self can contribute, and to take, simply and freely, what belongs to it by reason of its identity. Praise and blame, the winds of success and adversity, blow over such a life without leaving a trace or upsetting its balance. 
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