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Postby Lady Galadriel » Thu Feb 22, 2001 5:23 am

Why does this thread not have a "subscribe......" button, like the ones in "talk"? I miss those little messages that told me that something new had happened, and took me directly there?
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Postby Terry D » Wed Feb 28, 2001 7:09 am

Dear Lady, I hope your boss, the ogre, does not try to limit your internet time! That would be a horror! We don't get enough of you here as it tis!
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Wed Feb 28, 2001 2:22 pm

Well, actually he is not limiting my internet time, just expanding the work time.... which is even worse! It is my family that cuts short my internet time. Yesterday I had thought quite long to an answer for your "phylosophical waxing", but I didn't even get the chance to dial out, when my son gave up his bed in exchange for my loving arms - so I had to take him back and stay and read a little with him - then I fell asleep.
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Postby Terry D » Mon Mar 05, 2001 6:03 am

I am disturbed by that thread... I am very disappointed with my disjunctive gobbldygook! Confused tripe,.. and I can't seem to find the time or generate enough energy to make amends. I feel bad I haven't presented my ideas better there, yet, it's as if it were a mental anvil and I can't seem to muff up sufficient ernergy to apporoach a cogent reply to Apostasy's questions.<BR><BR>Very frustrating, yet I haven't the time to sit down and develop a decent response. I hope I can, but, as the weeks move on... I don't know if I will. It is a shame that I started something and can't make myself finish it. I know what I want to say, yet I can't make myself do it.<BR><BR>Oh, well, such is life... I dissapoint myself as easily as I dissapoint others.... I am so multifaceted!
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Mon Mar 05, 2001 3:10 pm

Perhaps it is not you, you know. I have come to understand that different people see things in different ways. Your view of the world is coherent to you and to some others, but it may seem stupid to others. And viceversa. We can not say on whose side lies the Ultimate Truth. We can only make an opinion and try to understand to the best of our capabilities. <BR><BR>I confess that I have come to ignore most of the threads where theological controversies seem to arise, mainly because I realise that my perception of things can not reach some people. Just as no Buddhist can make me see the world the way he sees it, I can not force myself upon others. Mind you, I do not say the Buddhist is wrong. There is no way of being sure - as a matter of fact, I consider people who are CONVINCED they have found The Truth as liars and pathetic. As Mathew said, "My God, I believe, please help me in my non-believing" (The translation is approximate, I only know the Romanian version but I can search for the passage if it is too mangled). I just do not feel that the truth (or, to be more truthfull, another side of it) can arise out of conversations where people seem to be close to hitting each-other. <BR><BR>Most of my "real-life" controversies regarding faith, the church and theology have been - funny - with the most conspicuous non believers. They seem to have a lot of ideas on how to "up-date" the religious service, what should the church as a whole or a certain priest do, what should he speak about, and so on. For instance, some complain about the length of the orthodox mass. (It is true, it is long, it takes, all in all about 2 hours - on a normal Sunday, in a laic church - in a monastery it may be even twice that long). But, I argue, what do you know, and - would it be shorter - would you then go attend it? No, of course not, most of them replied, I do not believe, so why should I go. Then - what do you care? I have never heard those who go, complaining... Well, in the end, they seem to be concerned with the wellfare of the believers.....<BR><BR> At the begining I tried to put some sense into their heads, but it didn't work. They just seem to know too much, to be worth trying to tell them what is all about. In the end I just got bored. And too angry. <BR><BR>On the other hand, philosophy is a field where anything can be argued, given the necessary time and vocabulary. Sometimes I feel I hate philosophy more than any other thing - they just spend mountains of paper and ink saying the same thing over and over again - one could resume the whole book to 5 pages of inteligible ideas, and burn the rest. But.... who am I to tell. I do read some phylosophy books, and I enjoy them, but I realise it is not my field. <BR><BR>Wow! I am kinda' of a loose cannon. The truth (He He!!!) is that I went far away from where I started, but I suddently remembered how angry I sometimes get - I did get, only a week ago - and I needed to vent off. Sorry that you had to be the poor soul to bear with me on my anger with stupid people who argue about things they know nothing about. <BR><BR>
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Mon Mar 05, 2001 3:43 pm

This is completely another subject, but I have meant to speak to you about it for some time, and it is really bugging me. Well, not too much, just a little. What I mean is - I need the opinion of another person - preferably male, living in another kind of society than my own (more or less, of course).<BR><BR>The point is: does these "new social rules" imply that gallantery and social niceties are going to dissapear completelly? All right, let's take things one at a time. The West (by this I mean the catholic world and her descendants0 has "St. Valentine". Spring hollyday, celebration of love, blah blah blah. We call it differently (mainly because the calendars and the saints within do not correspond - I mean no disrespect to St. Valentine and all the lovers who cherish him). At least in our country, March 1st is "spring holliday" - Martisor we call it. It is a "pagan" hollyday celebrated probably for more than 3000 years. Of course, there is nothing "pagan" about it. (We do not sacrifice sheep or dance naked around trees - although that might be a good idea.....) It is customary just for men to offer spring flowers to all the women they know - or not know. Besides, there are some special pieces of jewelry - not expensive, probably used to be amulets of some sort - horse shoes, chimney sweeps, little animals made of copper tied with a white and red ribbon that women wear for a day or two pinned on their blouses. <BR><BR>Most of us keep this custom happily, and enjoy the giving and receiving of these "martisoare". Most men, be they "Big Boss" or the doormen spend hours chooosing these and are rewarded sometimes by a smile, a thank you or even a kiss (on the cheek). It is tradition, it is fun, and it makes everyone happy. <BR><BR>Unfortunatelly, as years go by and more cosmopolitan ways of life invade us, the custom has been altered. I asked my husband wether he had bought anything for his female-coleagues and he said that there is no need to fuss - the matter had been taken care of. How? Well, they (the management) bought them some necklaces or other - on behalf of the firm and all the gallant men employed there. No smiles, no red and white ribbons - just some money and "go get yourself something nice". <BR><BR>Is it me, or do old customs just go down the drain?
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Postby Terry D » Tue Mar 06, 2001 5:50 am

First, before I attempt to reply cogently to your questions, I want to tell you what a sanctuary your companionship is. My life is blessed with an abundance of excellent friends and loved ones. My family could not be better people, the people I have gotten vclose to at the university are genuine, interesting and caring. I am blessed more than one should be.<BR><BR>Yet, as I have said more than once, it is my priviledge to spend time with you. A., the past year with you has been a comfort and a delight! When talking to you, I feel as Frodo gazing at Galadriel's mystical mirror.<BR><BR>Okay, about tradition and individual values,.. it seems to me that the progression of "civilized" society is being manufactured toward a sterile environment of artifice. It's as if an ideal of artificial, safe, secure, seclusion from what makes us human, what connects us with the Eternal, is the goal of "progressive modern thought". Disassociaton from a spirit of giving becomes acceptable, as lifestyles are overwhelmed with complexity or brutality. Modern reality has become consumed with petty detail, mindless materialism, or, perhaps, an ethic of getting involved, yet, not actually being involved in a meaningful way!, The mystery of life has been diminished, until the sublime is transformed into the commonplace.<BR><BR>Perhaps it is not people who choose to be dehumanized, but, it is a product, a concerted effort, by the "powers that be" to demean the Divine relationship betwixt child and Cosmic Parent. This effort may be a natural adjunct of political/economic control. Citizens who are in a "box" are far more maleable, than, altruistic individuals.<BR><BR>The connectivity of the politeness of life (where people experience the joy of giving and are distinguished by the creative expressions or traditional ceremony), appears to be diminishing. It's, as if more and more, the trend is towards us becoming... too busy, too impersonal, too distracted, too infirmed, too self-important, too anarchic, too numbed, too bored, too de-culturated, too saturated... to be concerend with the poetic expressions of traditional, refined civility.<BR><BR>Yet, I believe there will remain many who cherish the polite qualities, which re-define an individual, as someone who cares enough to respect others. The gallantry of life, the Tolkienian pagentry, will remain as a stronghold of human dignity,.. despite the relentless effort of the New World's soul-numbing manipulations.<BR><BR>I used to give my wife little presents on the spur of the moment, now, due to the onus of bankruptcy, the last several years we have to scrape what we can, to make sure we give something nice to our children. We nod and hug and kiss and say next year we will get something for each other, that we don't need anything, yet, more and more we have accepted mediocrity of relationship. The tender displays of gift-giving continually stoke the fires of love, the acceptance of "somthing less", decapitates head from heart. Tragically, we are less for this.<BR><BR>Your example of Valentine gifts is to the point. While we allow the personal touch of a gift, a traditional expression of concern and dignity, to be superceded by a corporate alternative of dispassionate functionality, we accept the reality that formality becomes impersonal, that humanity becomes diminished.<BR><BR>Well, I really gotta get back to work! I did not even get into what I wanted to say. Hope I remember, well, so what? Eh?<BR><BR>As always, delicious Galadriel, what you mean to me is beyond words....
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Postby Terry D » Tue Mar 13, 2001 7:23 am

Thank you so much for your brief visit to the "Talk" section. It is always a pleasure to "hear" your voice, Loveliest Galadriel!
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Wed Mar 14, 2001 4:05 pm

Sorry for being so scattered (in time but also in head). The truth is that the unslept nights have caught up with me, and the early spring is no help at all. I seem to can not be able to hold my eyes open at night (when the computer is free of all meddling little hands). Now, to top it all, I have caught the flue or what ever is the name of that state of affairs when you are unpleasantly aware of the existence of thousands of bones in your body and the head seems to be filled (filed? fled? flown? whatever...) with sawdust. All day long I just wished I was small (even smaller than I actually am) and to hide somewhere and watch the world go by. No chance. My son is taking advantage of every little lack of vigilance - he either steals food from the fridge leaving the door open, or starts washing his clothes in the sink - with him inside the clothes. On top of everything, my husband had to go to a conference somewhere at the end of the world, and he woun't be back until friday. This means that he keeps phoning and giving useless but well intentioned medical advices of the kind: "just lay in bed and relax....." Yeah, relax.... <BR><BR>So, don't be mad at me - wish me lots of aspirins...
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Postby Terry D » Thu Mar 15, 2001 5:58 am

I could never be mad at ya, Galadriel! LOL, I have a hilarious image of your son "washing" his clothes in the sink! Brings back the good ole days.<BR><BR>Hope your'e feeling better. Would love to nurse you with hot soup and hot tea and tender loving ministrations! Take care of yourself, and know that you are loved!
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Postby RavenTinuviel » Fri Mar 16, 2001 5:20 pm

Random dream? Or dileberate dream? Raven drifts away as her lover finds her and they slowly drift together and walk along the stony path....<BR><BR>Have a nice weekend! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif"border=0>
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Postby Terry D » Sun Mar 18, 2001 8:31 am

Weekends are nicer when Ravens appear!
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Mon Mar 19, 2001 3:03 am

The week-end is a nice thing. It is the Monday after that stinks... Except for the chance of meeting far-away friends.
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Postby Terry D » Mon Mar 19, 2001 4:23 am

Well, Dearest Elven Lady, my Monday starts on everybody else's Sunday, so,.. I kinda get a jump start on the work week! It may just be a psychological illusion, or some kinda temporal anomaly, due to working when very few others are,.. but, Mondays for me (Sunday for the masses) are not too bad. <BR><BR>Yes,.. far away friends may lay, yet, in our hearts they always stay. As is usual, your presence here is a comfort and a joy. Hope all is well with your family and loved ones. You are loved here at TORC.
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Tue Mar 20, 2001 1:34 pm

Talking about Mondays, mine are allways a little bit earlier - 7 hours, I believe, although I never checked the time of this board. Let's see... Now it's10:30 pm. and the clock here says 12:30 pm. So, I am 10 hours ahead!<BR><BR>However, I managed to get myself a whole and completely unexpected hollyday. My boss saw (or, to respect the truth, heard) me coughing yesterday, and decided that all those that have the flue should stay home... <BR><BR>In fact, there were five of us, and the lab looked more like a hospital ward than anything else: pale faces, sunken eyes and so on. He said it reminded him of "The Magic Mountain" by Thomass Mann.<BR><BR>
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Postby Terry D » Wed Mar 21, 2001 6:51 am

Lady G. I jest lurve our very own personal-like-type thread... seems we are the only frequent flyers on this airline. I feel comforted knowing that I can post here and get in touch with you. You are such a treasure for me, as I have said repeatedly. Perhaps, the sheer magnitude of my prolific adorations, may just make you realize what a delightful person you are...<BR><BR>Weeeelllllll,.. I said all that to get to this... would you mind visiting a thread in "Talk" authored by meneltarma. It is called "is there life on other planets"... or some such moniker? We are kinda approaching the antique query of "quintescence" and "have you seen elves" we hold so dear....
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Wed Mar 21, 2001 3:05 pm

Yes, I feel that too - I mean that this is like one of those intimate booths (or how you call them in English, I never found the word - separee) where you come and meet a special friend, and talk... It is a real pleasure to know that you can say even the stupidest things that come into your mind when your mind functions at a very low capacity... Like mine the past few days. <BR><BR>It is stupid to see that you have got yourself a hollyday and know not what to do with it. I have a huge pile of books that I kept buying since my son was born, and I never seem to reach them. I have started to feel like I buy books just for the love of them, not for reading. Now I was alone (my son is at my mother's, my husband mostly at the office) but I was incapable of following the written word. I think I should just start pretending to be sick, and hide somewhere to read. Do you have any idea how can I get to buy an island? A desert island for that matter? Far into the ocean? Perhaps I will just give everything up and find a job where someone will pay me to read. Or not pay, just feed. You know, like a benedictine monk. Too bad they never take women. Or do they......??????<BR><BR>Now I'm being silly again. I think I will go visit the life from outer space...
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Postby Terry D » Sun Apr 01, 2001 7:17 am

Well, the Benedictine have been around long enough to know what they are doing. I would not be surprised if they would bend the rules, and take you Galadriel!
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Postby Terry D » Sun Apr 15, 2001 6:43 am

Happy Easter, Fair Galadriel... hope all is well on this wonderful day!
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Sun Apr 15, 2001 11:31 am

Dear Terry, <BR><BR>JESUS HAS RESURECTED! Happy Easter!<BR>I am sorry for not writing for so long, but the week before Easter is for us here a very full week. I addition to the usual cleaning and cooking involved, each evening is marked by a special pre-Easter mass at church. Each and every one is so beautiful that I can not miss them for the world. On Great Thursday, twelve quotations from the Bible are read and sung in a two-hours long mass, while on Great Friday the priests come in the midle of the church and the whole congregation sings togather a sort of litany for Christ dead, expecting Him to rise again. Then, on Saturday night, at exactly twelve o'clock, everyone gathers in the graden of the church, among the flowers, the lights are extinguished, and the priests come out with candels and say "Come and get the Light". And every one lits a candle from the priest, and the Resurection passage is read, and we all sing togather: "Christ has risen from the dead / Killing death with His death / And to all those in the tombs / He has given Life". Afterwards most of us go home, carrying the lit candels careful not to extinguish them, such as to bring the new light into our houses. There are others that stay at church till 5 AM for the Resurection Mass. On Easter Sunday we gather the whole family, and eat lamb steak, and lamb soup, and special cakes which we call "cozonaci" and "pasca", and knock eggs on the head saying "Christ has resurected" "Indeed He has". <BR><BR>I've put it all in short, but I can not describe the beauty of the ritual. To see hundreds of people gathered togather, old and young, poor and rich, in a small church with flowers in the front and pictures stained by age and candle-smoke on the walls, all singing together a timeless tune, probably almost the same that was sung hundreds of years ago, under the old faces of saints, feeling the same anguish and the same joy as they did in their time. In the middle of the church there is, since Thursday, a simple wooden cross with a hammer and some nails at the foot - and everybody views it as if it were the very same cross on which Christ himself was nailed. It is a truly beautiful period of the year, and one that I love most. <BR><BR>Of course now I am a bit tired, and my throat is harsh from the smoke, and I am quite sleepy, but... it is a happy feeling. It really feels as if I've been there again, and have lived through those days. <BR><BR>P.S. You must realize that Easter is here mostly a joyfull hollyday, as even in the litany we keep chanting about how anxious we are for the three days to pass, how we wait for the miracle to happen. We deplore the sacrilege of the burial of the God, but do not linger on the pain. For that we just read the Book, and light candels, and somehow punish ourselves by kneeling for two hours during the mass. It is esentially a celebration of Revival, not of Death.<BR><BR>Excuse me this extended lesson on church customs, but it has filled all my days in the past week.<BR><BR>Happy Easter for you and your family too!<BR>
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Postby Arwen740 » Sun Apr 15, 2001 3:13 pm

I sit beside the river, leaning against an oak tree. I've been singing in harmony to the distant music that shimmers like stars in the cool shadows of the forest. The river now sings her song to me and I listen. ....Just as the water rises upward into space, The sun will gently draw me into his embrace, And as the sun will gather vapor into brilliant clouds of white, I rush into the ocean, My voice will rise into the light. ...Just as the wind will send the clouds into the east, Upon the mountains I am sent to be released, And as the grateful earth is nourished by the sun's cool tears of light, I will become the river, My voice will rise into the night....And as the sun looks upon us he will cry, He knows that as he gives us life we all must die, Through the forest and the desert I will run, Bringing death and giving life to everyone....And if the river through your heart has cut too deep, You may find precious stones and treasures there to keep, And if the river causes pain as it reshapes the canyon walls, On cliffs of pain and beauty, The soothing voice of sunlight falls.<BR><BR>Ah, the sweet earth whispers her secrets to me. I look down at the soft green and gold chrysallis in my hand. It is turning to a dark blood red with black lines. Slowly a small door opens as wiry black legs struggle to push open the sarcophagus. In a sudden flood of color the butterfly pulls itself free, its tiny wings wrinkled and moist. I watch it dangle from my fingers, pumping fluid through its wings in the warm breeze. Soon it will rise above the earth, seeking the way North to its Springtime home. And it will carry my heart's longing into the golden light. Aragorn, my heart flies to you.
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Postby Arwen740 » Sun Apr 15, 2001 6:38 pm

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Postby Arwen740 » Sun Apr 15, 2001 7:52 pm

Hum de dum de dum...... well, I guess I got here a little late. I think everyone's finished on this post. It was a nice thread though. Well, off to another <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif"border=0>
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Postby Terry D » Mon Apr 16, 2001 4:20 am

Arwen740, this is a rather slow moving thread... The pace is nice, though. One can linger here and share conversation quietly. Not quite the rush of other threads. It is an honor that you have joined us... love your "poetic" piece... the crysalis image is wonderful... come back often.<BR><BR>Lady G, good morning... your gentle pauses in posting merely enhance the quality of your visitations. It is always a most special occassion to visit the "Garden" and discover that you have returned. It is "Orald's" shrine... yet, I am certain he considers this the flowered home of his delightful Lady....<BR><BR>What an incredibly vital week-long service. I am amazed at the vivification of ritual. You are certainly blessed to be a part of such a reverent community. Yet, it does not surprise me that your celebrations are shared with such personal conviction. The intimacy and unique cultural vitality shows how Faith is Alive... and how the Lord Jesus returns in your hearts, as our King! I am not "surprised", because of the quality you have displayed, time and again in the TORC community. I have said it many, many times,.. it is truly a priviledge to count you as my friend. You distinguish any you meet with your conviction, wisdom, and gentle spirit. <BR><BR>Thanks for sharing the presentation of your "Risen Week". The genuine devotion of your community was described with an accuracy that made me feel a part of the wonderful ongoing (how many centuries?) service of homage and joy! <BR><BR>".... Afterwards most of us go home, carrying the lit candles careful not to extinguish them, such as to bring the new light into our houses. There are others that stay at church till 5 AM for the Resurection Mass. On Easter Sunday we gather the whole family, and eat lamb steak, and lamb soup, and special cakes which we call "cozonaci" and "pasca", and knock eggs on the head saying "Christ has resurected" "Indeed He has". <BR><BR>Question... what the jimmy-jam are ya'll doin' knocking "eggs on the head"? Whose head? Family members? The lamb? The closest person to you? Pardon my ignorance... yet, your musical language gives me an inappropriate juxtapositiong of unfamiliar wording and intriguing gamesmanship... my feeble mind reels with possibility... I can imagine your families gathering and taking eggs to "knock some sense into the local unbelieving pasca", or, "wacking a cozonaci, or two!"<BR> <BR>Forgive my little attempt at humor... I look forward to next year, when, hopefully, you share this very same ritual week again... It is amazing that you keep the Lord's sacrifice alive in such a beautifull, personal manner. I do love how you live your life, Lady G., as I am filled with affection and respect for you.... may your candle never extinguish...
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Postby Terry D » Mon Apr 16, 2001 4:24 am

ooops, re-read and discoverd a mistake,.. mis-spelling is not good practice for an ex-English teacher... that should ahve been...
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Postby Terry D » Mon Apr 16, 2001 4:25 am

oooops, ooooopps... another mis-spelling... what the huckle and juckle is an "ahve"?
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Postby Terry D » Mon Apr 16, 2001 4:26 am

Oh, yeah, I know... "ahve Maria!"?
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Postby Lady Galadriel » Mon Apr 16, 2001 7:22 am

Ha! The egg question was fun indeed. For a moment I had a strange vision of people hitting each-other with boiled painted eggs. It could even lead to a nice food-fight... Unfortunatelly, it is not so. We just knock the eggs on one another - meaning I take an egg, someone else takes another and we hit the two eggs until one of them is brocken. Just the shell. They are boiled. Hard. Some cheat by using wooden. We break them on their own heads. (not really...)<BR><BR>In fact the whole ritual is not specific to our country, it is the Eastern Orthodox (or Greek).
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Postby RavenTinuviel » Mon Apr 16, 2001 7:53 am

Dancing for joy because of our risen Lord, Raven throws flowers about. The petals cover Lady Galadriel, Arwen 740, and Terry D as she flutters by on her Little Wings.<BR><BR>Hi and welcome Arwen 740! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif"border=0>
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Postby Terry D » Tue Apr 17, 2001 6:00 am

Ahhh, eggs... "own their OWN heads!" Now, that is clear... uhhhmmmm?<BR><BR>Very interesting tradition, Eastern Orthodox. And, one hears that Easter Eggs are a pagan influenced phenomenon! Phooey, the rituals we assume reflect the compassion or compunction of each individual group!<BR><BR><BR>I hope Arwen returns....
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