I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Sacred Space
There is no spot on earth that ever became sacred until
something danced there;
Maybe it was just an atom or two….
There is no place in existence that ever became sacred
until something sang there
Even be it just a molecule.
That is enough
I hear they croon all the time
Hafiz
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some talk about the lessons of trial
and suffering
and call them necessary
for spiritual growth
some (including Jesus) hint that
falling
precedes
rising
Ah yes
There is something in that
but it is not only
pain and suffering
blood and tears that mark a space sacred
so does joy
and celebration
and love
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