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, August 27, 2015

on becoming "enough"

Too often people try to change their lives by using the will as a kind of hammer to beat their life into proper shape.  The intellect identifies the goal of the program, and the will accordingly forces the life into that shape.  
 This way of approaching the sacredness of one’s own presence is externalist and violent.
                                                John O’Donohue,  Anam Carar, p. 57

I have tried
so many of us have tried
to make ourselves worthy
to become “enough”

enough for others
our mothers and fathers
our wives or husbands
our children
those with whom we work and serve

ah yes, this too
enough for Sacred blessing

we have hammered ourselves
seeking to become people who

deserve love

and yet
we feel like only a vague approximation
of divine intent

“I hate my life”
“I hate myself”

echoes in our souls
(at least in mine)

we have forgotten Sacred Presence
we have forgotten Sacred Love

our souls, our bodies
our lives
are Sacred ground

we are a beautiful fabric
sacred and common woven
into a beautiful whole


lies not in obedience to external rules
not in the way of the will
but in the way of grace

it comes silently and gently
as we find our way


to ourselves
to the divinity of
inner life

to the Sacred Lover

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