7. He Loves Yata-no-waki-iratsume
wala pa'y hubad sa imong lengguwahe — nga nagpakita sa English
1The Heavenly Sovereign, loving Yata-no-waki-iratsume, deigned to send her an august Song. That Song said:
2“Will the one sedge-stem of Yata, having no children, wither as it stands? Poor sedge-moor! Sedge-moor indeed is what I may say—poor pure girl!”
3Then Yata-no-waki-iratsume replied in a Song, saying:
4“Even though the one sedge-stem of Yata be alone, if the Great Lord say it is right, even though it be alone [it is right].”
5So the Yata Tribe was established as the august proxy of Yata-no-waki-iratsume.
tinubdan: Kojiki · Basil Hall Chamberlain (1882) · Wikisource
WEBREATH · 11:11
«From the true-mist of her breath Gods were born» — Nihongi 1:7
Breath is one for all: everyone lives by it, whoever they are and whatever they believe. Every day at 11:11 local time people stop for sixty seconds, breathe, and thank GOD for the breath — each in their own words, each within themselves. In that minute we are One Breath.
WEBREATH — the Minute at 11:11, your own local time — we are One Breath