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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



Saturday, January 7, 2017

Open up

How
did the rose
ever open its heart
to give to the world all of its beauty?

It felt the encouragement of light against its being
otherwise we all remain too
frightened
                                           Hafiz
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It’s a dangerous world out there
people get hurt

harsh words
rejection
betrayed love
broken promises
lies, lies, and more lies,
hate
prejudice
abuse and oppression
the list of ills is myriad

and so we creep through life
carefully
we connect with others
protectively

it is scary

a world of people afraid of each other
unable to open up
and be alive, and real
unable to expend themselves on behalf of others

not a pretty sight
bring on the zombies

and yet
when the sun shines
when the warmth of God’s love
sneaks in
through the shell of fear
we have made

we unfold, and,

if only for a moment
we become who we were created to be
the children of the Sacred
open
free
loving
dancing

now isn’t that more fun?

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