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

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Finding Joy

I slept and dreamt that life was joy
I awoke and saw that life was service
I acted and behold, service was joy
                                             Rabindranath Tagore

a elusive thing
you would think we would be better at it
after all
we have a 1000 voices telling us how to find it

buy this
drink that
drive this
wear that

our needs
our wants
our desires 
drive us to our plethora of solutions
that don't work
and yet there is that moment
when we move outside ourselves
that moment when we reach out
when we stop for a moment
and listen
and comfort
when we feed
and clothe
that one whom the Sacred
has placed in our path
and suddenly 
in a moment
as love flows
there it is!

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