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

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Run Children Run

" Forget every idea of right and wrong
Any classroom ever taught you

An empty heart, a tormented mind,
Unkindness, jealousy and fear ....
Are always the testimony
You have been completely fooled!

Turn the back on those
Who would imprision your wondrous spirit
With deceit and lies.

Come, .... join the honest company
Of Kings beggars ".....
- Hafiz

there are always those who would lie to us
manipulate us
use us

It's on The Internet, it must be true!

How do we sort through all of the messages
and influences that come our way?

how do we know what is real
and what must be discarded?

"An empty heart, a tormented mind,
Unkindness, jealousy and fear ...."
Are signs we are being led down the wrong path

Run Sacred children, run!

Not so much away from that you fear
As towards that which you love

Run, into the arms of Sacred love and truth
Where you will find a full heart
And compassion, contentment, generosity and peace

Fill your heart with what is good
Calm your mind
Breathe deep
Look to the hills
Feel the breeze
Hug a friend
Perform a random act of kindness

The Sacred is present
Around you
In you
run children run
Into its sheltering embrace

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