Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Simply Sacred

It seems to me that all religions, from the beginning of time, have been seeking the same thing, which is a sense of the sacred in our experiences on earth. It also seems to me that we have put too much emphasis on limiting our quest to defining the who, when, and where, and not enough on defining exactly what makes a moment in time or action, by ourselves or others, sacred.

I wonder whether people deliberately deny that we are all capable of both embracing and creating sacred moments in our own physical spaces on earth. What but this capacity delineates the difference between the animal that is simply homo sapiens and a fully human member of this same physical genus and species?

We know from our own experiences over the ages that where two or more people feel, see, or hear the same manifestations of energy in their midst, this energy bonds them in a sense of sibling-hood. When we are very small, we know that we feel the energies in a room, and we gravitate toward energy that seems safe to us. Even at the time of birth, the beginning of teaching us not to trust our own instincts begins. We are often taught that the desire for others to feel affirmed by and filled with our innocence is more important than is our own need to be protected from those who will breathe evil expectations into us and innocence out of us.

I applaud parents who carefully control who has access to the bodies, minds, and spirits of their pure children. The job of a child is to wonder and to absorb awe, creating sacred spaces simply by their presence. Too many of us want to tamper with this work, force feeding them answers for which they have not developed questions. It seems that we spend too little time with eyes and ears attuned to see and hear what their wonder and awe is revealing to us.

It seems to me that we would see what is actually sacred on our earth if we simply sat back and observed the safely guarded little children. Allow them to gravitate toward ceremonies that appeal to their sense of awe, making sure they are given time to rest and process what their wonder leads them to explore. Honor the wisdom that they are sharing about what we can no longer see or hear by writing down what they tell us, in their own words. Let them lead us to rituals of sharing the secrets of the sacred that only the truly innocent can hear and see. Perhaps, then we will be able to seek sacred peace on earth.