There are lots of things percolating in me right now. I almost feel as though if I dare to speak them too soon I will lose my grasp. So I am allowing them a little more time. I am working on a post about dreams to respond to Cathleen‘s comment and Me‘s comment to previous posts of mine which I will be able to finish tomorrow.
I have also been thinking a lot about the Liturgy of the Hours lately. Then I just read Jorge’s post about The Liturgy of the Toddler and just loved it. I don’t even have children, but if you’ve ever struggled with distractions to prayer, you’ll get a chuckle from his words. Definitely worth a visit.
I am dog-sitting for a friend today and tomorrow. I told her I could use some canine company if she ever was going out of town for a couple of days. So Raffi and I are settling in together. I am looking forward to some furry snuggling and just noticing what it feels like to have a dog in the house again.
Last week, as a result of some of the stress I was carrying, I found myself waking up early and unable to fall back asleep. One particular morning I looked outside and noticed a tree across the street that extends above the top of the building with crimson sky in the background. A gift to those who rise to greet the dawn.
And finally part of a poem I received today in my daily Panhala email (I encourage you to sign up for this wonderful gift each day):
Excerpted from What’s In the Temple
I miss the old temples where you could hang out with God.
Still, we have pet pounds where you can feel love draped in warm fur,
And sense the whole tragedy of life and death.
You see there the consequences of carelessness,
And you feel there the yapping urgency of life that wants to be lived.
The only things lacking are the frankincense and myrrh.
We don’t build many temples anymore.
Maybe we learned that the sacred can’t be contained.
Or maybe it can’t be sustained inside a building.
Buildings crumble.
It’s the spirit that lives on.
If you had a temple in the secret spaces of your heart,
What would you worship there?
What would you bring to sacrifice?
What would be behind the curtain in the holy of holies?
Go there now.
-Tom Barrett from Keeping in Touch
Wonderful questions, go there now indeed.
Blessings dear friends, Christine