Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Monday, April 16, 2018

Where is your treasure?

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure.”
                                                                        Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

Is it true
That we find our joy in what we love?

What if we love the wrong things?
What if we love power
Or money?

Is our treasure our true treasure?

It has also been said
That where our treasure is our heart will be also

Perhaps it is more true that our heart follows
treasure, rather than that our hearts create treasure

Treasure it appears can capture, and bind
And subdue the heart
Or perhaps what we treasure reveals our hearts

I was thinking the other day about our nation
And where it puts its “treasure”
If our heart is where our treasure is, what does that mean

Where does most of our treasure go?
If where our heart is, there is our treasure

Does that mean our heart is in war (since the majority of our money goes to the military)?
Is our heart is prisons?
In border walls
It is a conundrum
To think that our “treasure” is in such things
Since our heart as revealed by our spending
is found in such things

It seems that there must be a better place to put our hearts
Better places to creature, or discover, our treasure

What if our treasure were people?

If our hearts were in people
Would we not be putting our resources, our energy, our focus
Into healthcare?
Caring for the poor?
Helping the vulnerable?

Would not such acts of kindness
And service be what we treasure?

But lest I pontificate
What does my calendar reveal?
My check book?

Where do I put my heart?
What do I consider my treasure, really?

Something to think about
In the dark

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