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, February 26, 2015

Breathe deeply

watch the smile of a young child
taste the joy, and
breathe deeply

listen to a tired cry
and breathe deeply

watch as flakes drift lazily in the morning sky
each unique and perfect
and breathe deeply

feel all the emotions that roll through your soul
the anger and fear
the love and the peace
and breathe deeply

go into the depths and allow yourself
to awaken
to touch
that place inside you where the Sacred lies waiting

the infinite in the finite

we are the children of the sacred
we have an umbilical connection to the Source of all
life and creativity and love

draw life forth
and sing new worlds into creation

breathe deeply

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