When I wrote about the idea of what is Sacred the other day I did not truly know personally what that meant. I had an idea from books, photographs, places, definitions but not a personal experience. Or maybe not an experience I could remember at the moment. But it is obvious to me now in hind sight that it was a yearning in my heart to know the Sacred. It's funny how a lot can happen in a couple of days. Things and people can enter our lives that change them, alter our path forever sometimes.
I had an experience over the weekend that I will not allow myself to diminish and say it was not life changing because it was. It was truly so deeply meaningful and sacred that I am holding it close to my heart in a way that I can't describe clearly. It could come out as sounding crazy... yep, I'll admit that. But to me it was and is beautiful!
How that relates to me revisiting the truth of the sacred is this. In my last post I don't think I gave the word Sacred the beauty that it deserves or realized the spaces in which it can exists. I spent a weekend away last weekend... to be totally honest I went away on a Spiritual Retreat. As I write that it seems funny to say that but I feel comfortable calling it that because that is the truth. I won't get into the details of everything but I will say that I entered into it in a way kicking and screaming... not literally but I had a lot of trepidation and fear. I knew about it for a few weeks and couldn't get it out of my mind. But my own fears were keeping me from planning on going. Finally, in a conversation with a wise friend and a honest look at myself and support of people who love me I decided to make the commitment to go. Of course, as soon as I committed to the weekend, filled out the online form, paid the fee, the nervousness returned. The courage I had felt just moments before when I made the commitment seemed to vanish. But... I was committed. Well, in the next day or two the weather turned bad and in my mind I started to worry... "Was it going to be cancelled?" At this point there was a longing in my heart to go... to have a couple of days of quiet... even if that would be all it would be for me. Quiet. Well, on Friday the weather was icy but with a heart of determination and a little excitement I hopped in the truck and went.
It was set in a beautiful place on about 100 acres of land and peaceful. Quiet and peaceful. I spent the weekend with 22 people of whom I did not know but as I left them on Sunday they now held a special place in my heart. Ok... I'm rambling now. What I am trying to express is how I came to know the Sacred. Not just know it in my head as a book thing.. a definition.. or a description in an Eastern Meditation book but know it in a way of my heart.
I believe now that the Sacred is around us. It is in the air we breathe. I believe in truth it exists in the space between two people when they come together to speak and hold one another in a space of love. I believe it is in the space when we are alone and allow ourselves to be vulnerable with ourselves about ourselves. I believe it is in the moment when we listen to one another.... when we listen. It is in the quiet. It is in the noise of life. I believe it is in this life... the beauty and the sorrow of it all it is in the choice to see ourselves as who we are... to believe... to listen to the Sacred to know we are loved and that we were loved long before the creation of this world.
This is my heartfelt look into what it truly means to me to experience the Sacred.
It is something that can be breathed in everyday it can be shared and cultivated.
For that I am grateful!
Once again I have to share this poem for it has a deeper heartfelt meaning to for me.
THE TRUE NATURE OF YOUR BELOVED
Know
the true nature of your
Beloved
In
His
loving eyes
your every thought, word, and movement
is always, always
beautiful
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