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, September 21, 2013

The eyes of a child

“Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love
Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.”
― Rumi


When I was in college
we used to talk about the existence of God
ah philosophy
a good excuse to sit around
and look profound

much noise
to not much

in seminary
more of the same
much more

but today I took a walk with Mara
and everything was a mystery
when seen through through the eyes
of a 15 month old

oh, oh, a stick
a piece of clover
a leaf

O wow!!!!
a rock

everything was picked up
everything was marveled over
even the discarded candy rapper

if we want to see God
if we want to grab hold of the mystery

all we have to do
is look at the world
through the eyes of a child!

When we do
There is wonder
There is The Sacred

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