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.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
The Sacred is what makes us tremble
“The sacred is discovered in what moves and touches us, in
what makes us tremble.”
― Sam Keen
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where do we look for the Sacred?
where is it to be found?
in “holy” books
in “holy” places
in big black tomes
or rooms lit by the hues of stained glass windows?
do we find it in liturgies
written by those educated in consecrated ways?
perhaps
perhaps
but also in mountains high
amazing blue skies
in the smile of a love
and the cooing of a baby
in the exuberance of a child
and the clasp of an elderly hand
sometimes it is the common things
the little things
that make us
tremble
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