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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



Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Free


What in your life is calling you,
when all the noise is silenced,
the meetings adjourned,
the lists laid aside,
and the wild iris bloom by itself
in the dark forest,
what still pulls at your soul?
                                                Rumi
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There come those moments
when life slows down just enough

those moments as we watch the sun slowly rise
and the clouds drift lazily across the sky

as we listen to the winter birds sing
and hear the snow protest under foot

when our minds are just quiet enough
for us to remember we have a soul.

When we find space from the clamoring voices in our heads
and the tyranny of our calendars

and are stirred by deeper things.

The world looks different in this sacred space
where we are freed
at least for an instant
from the endless plodding and striving

from our restless search for meaning and relevance

and we find ourselves drawn into that place of
original blessing

where what counts are the things of
heart and soul

where, no longer obsessed by the need
to protect and control
no longer desperate to earn our value
no longer trapped by the need to “win” or succeed
or driven by hate and fear

we embrace love and family
generosity and compassion
where we claim our divine inheritance
as Sacred Children
clothing ourselves with the mystery of Jesus
and moving into a new way of doing life

free at last

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.  Galations 5:1

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