Lavender Wedding – 46 years of defense against evil and bad – In a loveless heart therefore spare it until love brings recovery!
The lavender wedding marks the wedding anniversary after forty-six years of marriage. Lavender represents purity, remembrance and defense against evil and evil. So, after many years of marriage, one can look at the clear conscience of the family. The memory after many years of fighting evil and evil makes the family history all the more valuable.
Lavender Wedding - 46th Wedding Anniversary
Wedding celebrant zen master Father Reding guides you through the lavender wedding and celebrates the family with you with a confirmation ritual according to your wishes.
Meditation and Wedding Prayer
My love song does not sound like the sound that made-up beauty may sound. The one who brings all pictures adornment from the universe and every beautiful thing borrows the appearance of the beautiful. It is not a torrent, not an abundance of comparisons with the sun and moon.
And what there is only in the tide and the mainland, with the signs of the heavens and all the marvels of nature. Real is my love, true be my song too. Therefore believe that no earthly flame burns with more beautiful embers, although the golden radiance glows even more beautifully in the firmament. Let him who loves to boast boast of love. I will not praise what not to pay.
Lavender Wedding
Says by no one! he has no heart, and he can never love! You would have written him his death sentence, even if you were joking. But tell me, does the perfectly tuned bell ever ring by itself? She just waits for someone to go and elicit the sound from her. And does the demant of this earth struggle to bring itself to light? He waits to see if someone will break him, if he will be snatched away! The flower waits, covered by night in an unlocked cell.
Until the warm ray awakens them with creative brightness. So spare a loveless heart until love brings recovery. It awaits – like diamond, flower, clay, the blessed redemption. I loved her, she was closed, shut up. And the fullness of her beauty never dried up. Like the flower, I think the world is hidden. Where no sound ever awakens, how rich her heart is.