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going to the temple

2/23/2014

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the beauty of the drive home on a rainy day praying
It struck me today as i was washing the kitchen floor and sending love to a friend's daughter who is in struggle that some might see it as irreverent.

This prayer in the midst of dust and fat splatters from cooking and stray hairs from the us long haired women and poodles and shards of paper from some homework assignment, might have seemed profane.

A sacred act like prayer should be in a sanctified space.  With solemnity and process.

But my heart says not for me.

Not for me the life of only praying at the time and place that is deemed appropriate by some force other than the holy.

For me, the moment Love washes in to my heart and I think with love about a friend, or a stranger or our planet in her struggle, that is the time to pray.

When Love turns up.  That is the  temple right there. Whether that is when i am blown away by the miracle of a wet road or dew-dripped spider's web, or my daughter's smile, or the struggle of a human against fear.  The appearance of Love is what counts.

In my heart Love sanctifies a space and I feel it would be the ultimate profanity to shut that Love away until Sunday.  

Prayer in the temple of my heart while washing the floor helps me. The very act of being alive to Love in the midst of the profane is what being alive is about to me.

Being an attendant to Love, the numinous at work in my heart.

Being responsive to the Numinous.  Whenever it shows up.

That lifts my life.

Life is prayerworthy.

Love is the Temple, and it lives in me.

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Peggy Connolly
2/23/2014 07:37:13 am

The sacred is in the mundane ordinary everyday…..done with mindfulness. This is consciousness. “In my heart Love sanctifies a space and I feel it would be the ultimate profanity to shut that Love away until Sunday” – I LOVE this, Jane. Beautiful thoughts. Blessings.

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Sheila erskkine
2/23/2014 08:00:03 am

My feeling exactly. It is a constant moment, by moment , praying that connects us

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Elizabeth link
2/23/2014 09:04:45 am

To me, it seems a beautiful reminder that all of life, including (even, especially) the ordinary is sacred.

In my parents' house, I think the kitchen is the room most steeped in love.

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sorrow
2/23/2014 09:54:15 am

Your prayers whether whispered or shouted, whether in the wyld or in the wash room, are beautiful and I think you honor them..always.. (((HUGS)))

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deborah milton link
2/23/2014 02:49:26 pm

Oh Jane your elegant use of language blows me away so often. You capture so much with so few words - the very best kind of writing and a testament to your deep, sacred wisdom. thank you for this exquisite statement affirming our human need to awaken to love/awe in every moment.

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Kim link
2/23/2014 07:52:56 pm

On your knees, anywhere - temple, the kitchen floor and metaphorically, these are all good times to pray. Indeed, I can think of no bad time to pray. Sing your heart out sister, it is a song the world is in dire need to hear.

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Karen Caterson link
2/24/2014 09:54:44 am

A thousand and six yesses to this!!!! xox

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Katy Davidson
2/24/2014 04:09:23 pm

I love your honesty Jane and the way it inspires me to live my life more truthfully in small ways each day. xxx

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leonie link
3/20/2014 11:34:11 am

yes, all of life is an offering of prayer (or can be if we want it to) and to have it be something that exists only within one set of rules doesn't make any sense to me.

grateful for you
x

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Samuel Ezedi link
5/24/2023 07:19:40 pm

This was lovvely to read

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