I don't call myself a
Buddhist. I'm a free spirit. I believe I'm here on earth to admire and enjoy
it; that's my religion. [Alice Walker]
I am neither religious nor particularly devout. Sometimes I
have said I am spiritual, but in a way, all these words can BE synonymous. It
likely depends on context AND on who is in the conversation.
For a Very Long Time Now I have considered myself a Free
Spirit. Someone who is more or less at home with BEing actively engaged and
humbled by Life itself.
I enJOY many sorts of worship, but if you were seeing me “at
worship” you might think I was just sitting still, or taking a walk, even
writing or drawing.
You see, all these ways of BEing are ways that I worship my
humanity. My gift of BEing in this World, imperfect and mightily flawed as it
surely is.
This past month, since my move to Arizona, I have spent long
stretches of Time BEing attuned to a voice I canNOT quite describe. I have sat
for long stretches, perhaps DOing something, yet I’ve NOT “done” anything I can
point to.
I have been listening.
Hearing something deeper than I ever listened and heard
BEfore.
Perhaps I am just BEing.
Perhaps that is more than Enough.
I love you, Currie
1 comment:
Learning how to just BE is a kind of religion in itself, I think. :)
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