Master of Ceremony – Rituals – Funeral Service

Rituals & Ceremonies - The Phoenix is reborn into a new Responsibility

The phoenix is reborn from the ashes into new responsibilities. Your master of ceremony, Zen master Reding, will be happy to guide you through the ceremonies and rituals according to your wishes and ideas.

Prayer and Meditation

Appear to me in day clothes, in night clothes, nature! Give your son your mother's hand, just one finger! To recognize you - what luck! To feel what pleasure! Nature! Uncloud my gaze, Uncover your chest! A beam from you illuminates me, I sit or go! My breath stops when I see you in the human face! The whole army of flowers descends into the earth in autumn, but when Lenze returns it appears much more gloriously. The sun sinks into the sea, always waking up the lark's songs, but no one, when we sink into the grave, takes the chains of death from us.

Master of Ceremony - Zen Master Father Reding

Pleasant little spring child, little grape hyacinth, your color and graceful formation shows me with amazement from creative nature a new trace of beauty. On the stalk's blue tips, if you look closely, you can see little blue balls of your strange blossom. On it, as long as its leaf has not yet opened, adorned like a crimson star, one does not see much pleasure. But just as my eyes darted back and forth to the open flowers, I could in the blue depths. How to see silver-white stars from sky-blue heights.

Which, on a blue night, so overcast all around, in the dark with increased splendor, sparkle all the more brightly. Her dainty pomp, her gracefulness and multitude that fills the blue depths, seemed to me the picture of heaven, which stirred my soul, and through this starry shine, so dainty, pure and small, led me to the Lord of the Stars, whose unlimited power all sky deep seas. All armies of the world and sun brought forth by one word.

It is so easy for him to form the splendor in the heavenly realms as the little stars here. Through your star-shaped nature you give me, dear flower, a memory to read, so that we do not forget him, but notice his presence in the beautiful works, measure his wise power and see it as on earth as in those heights.