| Berig | Created on Sunday, 12 February 2006 20:41 |
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Sitting near my dear sister, I dipped my brush into the small bottle of ink and began to place my thoughts into the calligraphic characters that quickly begin to cover the paper - working from the east to west and from the north to south. The crisp winds bit at my face, and the sun washed everything with its light. This is my story. In all honesty, I had lost hope long ago of finding the identity of my birth parents - for the Gods had never answered my prayers, and the Spirits had not shown me in my many hours of vigilant meditation. But my adoptive parents, who have since departed from these lands taught me much...and graced me with the love that I had not known until that time and kept it with me all through my childhood and til their end. I was raised under a Geomancer mother, and a Diviner father. It was surprising, to bring a child who had such a spiritual outlook on life being a Shaman into their home...all aspects of the path of mystery combined under one roof, it seems! Together, we honored the Gods and Spirits and spoke of many things - but even though we all walked different paths there were many things we began to share; and that forged who I am today. They taught me so much, and early on I had a grand thirst for knowledge. As we travelled, I would continue to run towards the libraries of the villages and soothe my hungering mind even if only a little time was allowed before we had to move on. We wanted to see the lands, but we soon began to miss our home city...Buya. Through the Paekjae region, we met with my current sister - JerzeyKat, and our family began to grow. We grew up together, staring heaven-ward and not knowing our limits - we strived to become upstanding citizens and enrich ourselves in whatever way possible. We sought culture, and in time - a way to bring honor to the family that had slowly dwindled to just the two of us when our adoptive parents left the lands. Beotkkot, the cherry blossom. For we may not share the bindings of blood, but we will always share a similar spirit; a yearning for the same truths and virtues. It is in this way that Beotkkot will grow, under my hand and one day in our descendants, and forever paying homage to the ancestors that came before us. Forever, will we word towards bringing honor to the Beotkkot family name! From humble beginnings, into a humble future - but branching out into the winds and eventually dancing amongst the clouds and the Gods, I will lead this family for now with great pride. `a smear of pink is placed upon the bottom of the parchment, creating the form of a cherry blossom petal. `Sebelle Beotkkot Family Head |
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