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To speak of traditions as something which are lost in history,
Only to imagine the rhythmic chant from the yellow pages of a book,
To press your hand against a museum's glass case in wonder,
To caress a torn photograph and cry in despair,
And see a vast plain or forest empty...
These emotions are not a spiritual tradition. A tradition lives within us like the heart beating, the wind whistling through our nostrils, the spirit in the shade of a tree, as dawn shimmers across a lake like a glass...
reflecting our innermost desire, it is a hundred senses for exploring before we continue our sacred journey to the West...
When you walk alone you are never alone because your ancestors walk with you,
And singing a song is never a lament when your grandmother echoes your chant,
And being happy is never a lost passion when all creation shares your bliss...
In the most intimate and secret of your meditations, a solitary path is not known for it is a revelation to your most beautiful people, gazing in wonder at your life...
the drum pounds out now for life
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Bardic College
Position: Anruth
Level 4
For study, practice and preservation of the traditional bardic arts of poetry, storytelling, legend and literature.
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