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, February 5, 2016

A momentary sense of meaninglessness

Simone Weil said, "It is grace that forms a void inside of us and it is also grace that fills that void." Grace leads us to the state of emptiness, to that momentary sense of meaninglessness in which we ask, "What is it all for? What does it all mean?" Without grace we will not enter into such a necessary void, and without grace the void will not be filled. All we can do is try to keep our hands cupped and open. And it is even grace to do that. But we must want grace and know we need it.

there are those days
are there not
marked by “a momentary sense of meaninglessness”

when one opens one’s eyes
or perchance
refuses to open one’s eyes

hoping it will all go away

there are those days
when we feel empty
as if we are living in a void
have a void within us

are a void,
a cipher,
without substance of meaning

a empty vessel
cracked at that
seemingly incapable
of holding anything of earthly value

much less Sacred

but the moment we reach that place
often before (although we did not notice it)

grace happens
we are touched with Sacred love
and the fissures in our soul
are touched
and healing begins
(not that we are made perfectly whole, far be it
 but we can begin to hold grace and love)

and then slowly our cup is filled
as we reach hands open and cupped
for the water

for that living water
which springs up
filling, quenching, refreshing

our dry, thirsty, maws
eagerly seeking

and then,
no longer desperate
no longer empty

we know why we are here

to be cracked vessels
holding as best we can
the precious Sacred water

and offering it up
to other 
thirsty souls


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