Lunar New Year






Passing on to All

New Year greetings
from Monk Dae Yo
Hwa Eom Sa
The 19th Branch Temple of Korean Buddhist Chogye Order

눈이 많이 오고 강추위도 잦았던
겨울이 지금도 기성을 부리네요

화엄사 향기님들 모두 평안하시지요

기축년이 어느덧 가고

경인년 신년이 시작이면서
민족 고유의 명절인 설날이 오네요

올해는 연휴가 짧아
고향에 머무시는 시간도 많지 않고
혹여 길이 막히지 않을까 싶은데
느긋한 마음으로 안전운전 하셔서
무사무탈하게 잘 다녀오세요

복 많이 지으시고 평안하시길 바랍니다

♬까치까치 설날은 ♬

♬ ♬ Magpie Magpie New Year is ♬ ♬

- See: Temple

:: note :: ... received this e-mail greeting ... the Temple Stay this summer was an emotional experience & Monk Dae Yo was an inspiring, generous, kind & benevolent director whose smile attracted compassion within all ...

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