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When a woman in a certain African tribe knows she is pregnant, she goes out into the wilderness with a few friends and together they pray and meditate until they hear the song of the child .They recognize that every soul has its own vibration that expresses its unique flavor and purpose. When the women attune to the song .They sing it out loud. Then they return to the tribe and teach it to everyone else. When the child is born, the community gathers and sings the child’s song to him or her.Later, when the child enters education, the village gathers and chants the child’s song, When the child passes through the initiation to adulthood, the people again come together and sing. At the time of marriage, the village hears his or her song. Finally, when the soul is about to pass form this world, the family and friends gather at the person’s bed, just as the did at his or her birth , and they sing the person to the next life.
In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around him or her. Then they sing his or her song to him or her. The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity.
Most of us have not grown up in an African tribe that sings our song to us at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding us when we are in tune whith ourselves and when we are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may fell a little warble at the moment, but so have al the great singers. So remember, just keep singsing and you’ll find your way home. 可否翻译一下！ 是篇好文。 挺好,一句不懂 是好文章.
不认识 引用第3楼三十二啦于06-18-2007 14:42发表的 :
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