Silent Night at 200: A Song Of Hope

When I was a little girl, “round yon Virgin” meant that the Holy Mother was pregnant with Jesus. She was ROUND.

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Friends of Padre Steve’s World,

It will soon be Christmas and instead of the government shutdown or the depraved and irresponsible actions of President Trump, I am going to focus on Christmas, particularly musical expressions, as well as meditations about my own faith journey as well as the experience of soldiers during the holidays.

In the midst of everything happening in Washington D.C. and the potential crises that could plunge the world into war in the coming months it still is important to focus on the holidays. Since I am a Christian I share about Christmas without any shame, even as I respect and honor other people’s traditions and expressions of faith.

So here is a post about the song Silent Night. 


Stille Nacht Autograph in the Hand of Joseph Mohr

In 1816 a young Austrian Catholic Priest in a small parish near Salzburg penned the lyrics to a hymn…

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The Cat and the Moon

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The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet.
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon.

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Poems are nearer to prayers than to stories, but in poetry there is no one behind the language being prayed to. It is the language itself which has to hear and acknowledge. For the religious poet, the Word is the first attribute of God. In all poetry words are a presence before they are a means of communication.

John Berger
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If the Fates Allow: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, a Haunting Song Of Hope

This is one of my favorite holiday songs of all time.  Padre Steve has a nice collection of recordings here, as well as its history.  Enjoy!

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There are some songs at Christmas that despite their relative newness as compared to ancient carols seem to strike a chord that resonates deep in the hearts of people. I think that in our day that some speak louder than others.

One of those songs, at least for me, and probably many others is the song Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. The music was written by Ralph Blane and the lyrics by Hugh Martin for the musical Meet Me in St Louisand first performed by Judy Garland in that film. In the movie Garland’s character sings the song to her younger sister after their father announces plans to move from their home of St Louis to New York for a job. It is a haunting song with a fascinating story.

But the lyrics for the musical were different than the ones originally penned…

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High recognitions . . . .’Numbers are the Essence of Everything in Creation


“The universal language of vibration is articulated by number and expressed
through geometric ratios that define sound, colour (light,) and form. Everything
in Creation is designed and defined by these archetypal patterns. It is the
geometric expression of these archetype energies that open our intuitive
awareness and understanding of these energy characteristics. Numbers and the
symbols that express them have the same meaning throughout this world’s
cultures, and indeed, it is this language that is truly universal.

Learning the language of vibration embarks one on the journey of Creation
itself, unfolding from the Source of all-that-is (and all that shall be!), from

1.) Unity (1)= Power
2.) Division (2)= Creation
3.) Multiplication (3) = Light
4.) Manifestation (4) = Nature
5.) Reproduction/Transformation (5) = Love
6.) Reflection/Balance (6) = Might
7.) Evolution (7) = Will
8.) Infinite-Awareness (8) = Spirit
9.) Enlightened Perfection (9) = Faith

The Laws of…

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Ten Rules For Writing Fiction

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1. Turn up for work. Discipline allows creative freedom. No discipline equals no freedom.

2. Never stop when you are stuck. You may not be able to solve the problem, but turn aside and write something else. Do not stop altogether.

3. Love what you do.

4. Be honest with yourself. If you are no good, accept it. If the work you are doing is no good, accept it.

5. Don’t hold on to poor work. If it was bad when it went in the drawer it will be just as bad when it comes out.

6. Take no notice of anyone you don’t respect.

7. Take no notice of anyone with a gender agenda. A lot of men still think that women lack imagination of the fiery kind.

8. Be ambitious for the work and not for the reward.

9. Trust your creativity.

10. Enjoy this work!

Jeanette Winterson

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