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October 13, 2018

What moves…

The sacred is a doing, a moving. A verb, not a noun. Not a property.

One does not “arrive” at the sacred. You can only approach the sacred. Better yet the approach is the sacred.

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When we then say that everything is sacred, we mean to say that everything moves, everything gushes out, spills through, surrendering their integrity. We mean to say each moment is engorged with what it might yet be, and that the ordinary is what the extraordinary yearns to be. The way to heaven is where heaven is.