“Why did men worship in churches, locking themselves away in the dark, when the world lay beyond its doors in all its real glory?”
― Charles de Lint
Walking through the woods towards the shore
I look out on the ocean
the first place of worship
and honour each step
Invocation of the spirits around me
In awe of the great mother the sea
and the sun
I reach a quiet receptive place
and receive the grace and power offered
with awareness and gratitude
for the existence I know.
It is a perfect moment
and one I know I can recapture
when I wish.
This shall be my place of worship
and in my heart a home.
— GAR
Blessings, G
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Ink Blot Mandala by G A Rosenberg
