Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, or Zen.
Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the east or the west, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all.
I do not exist, am not an entity in this world or the next, did not descend from Adam and Eve or any origin story.
My place is the placeless, a trace of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know, first, last, outer, inner,
only that breath breathing human being.
~ jelaluddin rumi
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath—the most sacred of times?
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
to fashion universes out of emptiness
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
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