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, April 19, 2018


“If you put a spoonful of salt
in a cup of water
it tastes very salty.
If you put a spoonful of salt
in a lake of fresh water
the taste is still pure and clear.

Peace comes when our hearts are
open like the sky, vast as the ocean.”
                              Jack Kornfield

Our souls are salted with many things

and when our souls are tiny
constricted due to ideology
or theology

when our lives are squeezed down
by social norms
and expectations

we can so easily lose our humanity
but worse, our divinity

the sacred image we carry
becomes blurred
sometimes beyond recognition

and we become unable to give
to offer compassion
to forgive
to love

how do we open our hearts?
how do we throw open the windows of our soul
to the wind of the Sacred?

We walk
We breathe
We notice the stars
We gaze in wonder at the mountain
And celebrate the sky

We dance in the dust
And the mud
And the snow

We throw our arms wide open
And embrace the Sacred
As She/He/It comes

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