The Best Wedding Ever – Let us dwell together, and from time to time we sing of that dry branch that splendor of eternity!

Father Reding (Zen Master) organizes the best wedding ever with you, according to your wishes and ideas. The wedding ceremony is the public part of your decision to examine and share life and death together. You decide to become a family and encourage each other to become more than you are.

Meditation and Wedding Prayer

To feel pain and be deprived of the sweet comfort of tears is a suffering. I would never wish on any of my friends or enemies. For of all earthly torments, this seems to me to be the highest. To lament with dry eyes what an inexorable fate stole from the heart too early. Therefore, happy I call everyone whose burden of secret woe slowly dissolves from his eyes in liquid crystals. Grief will not consume him.

But to endure without tears is beyond human strength. It can shake a heart of stone and fill it with despair. From on high the mourners look on at those who rejoice, and their eyes are awakened and their hearts come to rest. Lightning finds its way through forests and sea. Deep magic banishes the heavenly army, cries of spirits fade away in the dome of time. Eternity fights with today.

The Best Wedding Ever

You will never find happiness if you don't honor the moment. The best wedding ever is not measured by eternity. It is the child of moments that flee. And as quickly as it arose, lust flees. She is a rare guest of gloomy life, so make haste to captivate her with a cheerful look. When she approaches you on a rosy wing. A thrush sat on the tree outside my window in the harsh winter breeze, and I asked, "Why don't you hike too?

Why do you stay when the storms are roaring over fields and fields, when a sunny world beckons you in the far south?" She answered in a low tone: "Because I'm not like the others, who change their easy mind with times and fortunes. Those who wander restlessly from country to country after the sun have never known the quiet glow in their own breasts. It glows for me with an eternal ray. Even if night falls on earth.

I sing a dreamed song alone under a shower of flakes. Wondrous consolation of pain! But only those know him who persevere in night and storm and flee from no winter. Your eyes shine brightly too. Your cheek is pale. But the gaze looks inwards into the eternal kingdom of the sun. Let us dwell here together, and sing a song from time to time of the dry branch of that splendor of eternity."