You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....
You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So, it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow...

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Kolevka srpske kulture i duhovnosti


Hiljadu pljačkaša dođoše s mora, a zatim krenuše ka manastiru. Na pola puta presrete ih gusta magla, pa se poubijaše međusobno, ne videći u magli ko je ko. Spajajući reči hilida - hiljada i andartis - pobunjenik, došlo se do reči Hilandar, imena manastira.
Druga legenda kaže da je ime nasleđeno od porušenog manastira koji se nalazio na mestu gde su Sveti Sava i Simeon podigli ovaj novi manastir. Osnivač prvobitnog manastira bio je Georgije Helandarios, te je manastir dobio ime Helandar.U srpskom izgovoru naziv se pretočio u Hilandar.

2 comments:

Giga said...

Wspaniały monastyr. Pozdrawiam.

Alexandra Alexandra said...

Dziękuję Giga!