Surely, This
I am religious but not spiritual.
Give me a moment to explain.
I declare this because I hold the
responsibility of religion is to
make the important visible. To say I am spiritual but not religious leaves me bereft of braided thorns and spilt blood and a pierced side. These scars crown my living with a palpable passion, the only semantic that might cause one to pause and say surely, this man believes.
make the important visible. To say I am spiritual but not religious leaves me bereft of braided thorns and spilt blood and a pierced side. These scars crown my living with a palpable passion, the only semantic that might cause one to pause and say surely, this man believes.
. . .braided thorns and spilt blood
and a pierced side. These scars
crown my living with a palpable
passion, the only semantic that
might cause one to pause and
say surely, this man believes.
And may I be bold in my proclamation.
I missed this on the FB thread you spoke of today (or else, I’ve forgotten, which is quite likely. Sigh.)- so glad you linked to it. Thank you.
This will cause me to rethink. Thank you for pushing me outside my own box.
Please find a completely different Revelation of the Spiritual Truth of humankind. A Revelation that has zero references to blood, scars, thorns and/or a tortured living-breathing-feeling body nailed to a cross
Love Comes To Here In Time,
and Numbers All the Things
of Beauty In the house.
A Single Room Is Shown To Be
— A Unity, Within and Every where,
No Point of VIew Is Stood Apart.
No Word Is Made To Say,
This Space Is Empty,
or, This Place Is Full.
Only Light Itself Is Come
—A Merest Touch of Brightness
Neither Mind Nor Body Can Deny.
It Is the Heart’s Explanation of Reality.
It Is Reality, Plain Spoken to the Heart
–and By the Heart Alone.
It Is the Beautiful, Itself.
interesting…i can relate in a sense…
while i def dont get hung up on the religous activity that drives the spirituality of many
the thorns, the wound, the cross has a place–is center
i dont think you can take that out
that love took on pain and even death speaks to the depths of that love
and leads to the promise of life after.
Thorns, blood, a pierced side, tears running down all lead to why do you search here? He has conquered all that and now it is up to me to tell the great story. Thanks for reminding me “religion” is not a nasty word!
Really beautiful…thanks.