The true purpose of all spiritual disciplines is to clear away
whatever may block our awareness of that which is God in us. . . .
It will be in order to suggest certain simple aids to this end.
One of these is the practice of silence, or quiet.
As a child I was accustomed to spend many hours alone in my rowboat,
fishing along the river, when there was no sound
save the lapping of the waves against the boat.
There were times when it seemed as if the earth
and the river and the sky and I were one beat of the same pulse.
It was a time of watching and waiting for what I did not know—
yet I always knew.
There would come a moment when beyond the single pulse beat
there was a sense of Presence which seemed always to speak to me.
My response to the sense of Presence always had the quality of personal communion.
There was no voice. There was no image. There was no vision.
There was God.
from Disciplines of the Spirit
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
to fashion universes out of emptiness
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
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