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Thursday, July 14, 2016

Where we find the Sacred

“The sacred is discovered in what moves and touches us, in what makes us tremble.”
                                                                                      Sam Keen
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we look for Sacred
in think
in all the wrong places

in moments of ecstasy
powerful words
and mighty acts

in spires
and stained glass
songs of praise
and powerful words

it is not that Sacred is not to be found here
but in these things
Sacred is trapped

By our expectations
our desires
our perceptions

and is often lost
and we are left with only our pale and weak caricature
of the Divine

Sacred is to be found
in blood on the sidewalk

in the tears in a mother’s eyes

and in the emptiness in the face of one numbed by violence

Sacred is to found in the despair of the oppressed
in the hopelessness of the homeless man
curled in a doorway

it is to be found in the empty stare of the alcoholic
and in the lingering fear and pain of the woman
who has been assaulted

Sacred is found most powerfully
in the places we least expect it
in the people we least expect it

that is just the way Sacred works

it is in the darkness
in the lower places
that our hearts are opened

only when we have allowed our hearts to be troubled
can we hear the sacred say

you need not let your hearts be troubled
neither do they need to be afraid

for now
you will find
my
peace

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