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

Friday, July 18, 2014

The Ocean in a Drop, All of humanity in a Person

We aren't a drop in the ocean, but are the ocean, in drops.”
Anne Lamott

there are people everywhere
here in the shadow of the capitol

Flowing up and down the side walk
All shapes and sizes
All colors and voices

Walking I am an island
Protected by my strangeness
My anonymity

I am a self contained system
Self made
Self sustained.......



If I stay in that place my eyes see strangers

I see intruders
And threats

And so the barriers thicken
Like vines of distrust
Wrapping my heart.
Squeezing out love and compassion

But when I realize
I am them
And they are me

I hear laughter
Just like my laughter
I see awe

I see
The ocean in the drop
I see
The shared divinity

And do I float in the sea of humanity
At peace
Feeling the warmth of love

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