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

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Infinite Precious Souls

It was not just a collection of people….. but an infinitely precious band of souls.

It was, rather, a spiritual notion – the idea that each of us, even the least of us, has a rich hinterland of value behind us: the lives we have led, the thoughts we have had, the love we have given and received – the little things of our lives that may not mean much to others unless and until they are granted the insight that Angus was suddenly vouchsafed; that insight that brings love into the heart, sudden, singing, exalting love. To see another as a soul was to acknowledge the magnificent, epic course that life is for each of us…..
                                                Alexander McCall Smith (Sunshine Over Scotland Street)

they are every where
on the street
in meeting rooms
in our living rooms and kitchens

our bedrooms

but not merely people

beings who carry the Sacred within them
who participate in the Sacred
who have something in them that is deeper

so much more
than the framework that we see
and sometimes touch


this day
may we see souls
not merely people

may we see
what is infinitely precious
in those we meet

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