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The ‘Memorial of Jesus Christ’.
I GATHER in the present moment by thinking quietly and sequentially about the Gravity pulling on my body, about the Air coming in and out of my lungs, about relaxing the Tension in my muscles, about the Heartbeat or pulse I feel in my body, the Environment around me now, and the Relationships the tie me to others like a gossamer web. I spend the time for two or three breaths for each focus.
Meditation in the morning
Prayer, meditation, lighting candles, reflection, john o’donohue readings
Intentional breathing practice; truly experiencing the light, crisp Spring wind in the trees and on my face.
Practicing reducing, reusing, and recycling; reflecting on my personal and collective dharma; practicing channeling my desires to serve the needs of others; practicing gratitude; practicing wu-wei and the “emptying of the mind” to become more open; following my roles in society; singing; reading the Bible; prayer; looking at patterns in life events to discern God’s will; studying the development of UFO and alien mythologies and experiences; acting in theater; running; watching films and finding spiritual meaning in them; Samhain rituals; practicing the Golden Rule; recognizing the interdependence of everything in the universe; purifying physical space to be more energetically open; practicing radical non-violence; and divination are all rituals that connect me with the sacred.
Sitting in solititude, listening to the winds, the leaves on the trees, the birds and creatures in the woods…all taking their time and place in this world
Sitting in meditation and contemplation with the Word For the Day & reading responses to the question set the tone of my day. Looking out my window & observing the blueness of the sky, the different hues of green places me with the Sacred. Thank you all. ???
Talking stick; SGC church every Sunday now we are even doing it remotely. Last week we also did communion remotely. Sacred fires.
My daily prayer of :
“Save me from the bondage of self.”
Prayer, time outside in nature.
Watching the sunset, touching an ancient oak tree trunk and sending grateful love through my hands. Feeling the response.
Holding my guinea pigs? And seeing some bit of beauty outdoors – wet bark on a tree, not long ago.
Gardening is one thing that I find sacred. Digging in the soil, planting, dividing, caring for my plants daily connects me to the miracle that is Nature. To see new growth from dead-looking plants, and even to see how insects (pests, some would say) use plants for food, for incubators for their progeny, as camouflage, and to help pollenate other plants is a joy and a blessing to behold. I find the sacred in Nature.
Currently living with those tiny children of god: cutter ants !
Constant awareness of God in everything; taking the time to sit and meditate
Celebrating Easter Mass from hundreds of miles away with my Franciscan home parish.
Lighting candles. Meditating.
The first thing I thought about was laying on the ground outside and looking at the sky. I often do yoga outside in the morning and take time to breathe and stare at the sky. One day last week a Bald Eagle was soaring along so I tracked it across the sky. For me, taking the time to connect and observe nature is a ritual that connects me to the sacred.
meditation. prayer. standing in the sunlight.
Smudging with Palo Santo incense and reading/writing poetry. Love this one from Denise Levertov The Avowal As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freewill, and float into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace, knowing no effort earns that all-surrounding grace.
Zoe: Love the poem you shared. It struck a deep chord in me. Thank you.
Thank you, Zoe, for sharing this poem. I am deeply moved by it.
Waking up in the mornings, giving thanks for the things and abilities I have and being alive. Meditating and sending thoughts and prayers of hope and love to those who are in despair. I realize that what I do is a small example of what the prophet Jesus did during his life..
The daily ritual of sitting down with my first cup of coffee in the morning, breathing in the steam and aroma, and then taking that first sip, as if I am breathing in and drinking in the Holy. It sets my day.
I will think about this tomorrow with that first, essential cup.
I seldom participate in rituals because of the myriad causes that are inaccurate within them that determine at least exponentially more effects that weren’t intended; and/or aren’t positive- etc.. There’s no need to connect with the sacred if you’re aware and practice within reality, where there’s no illusional construct called separation.
Thanx for all you All do and have a good holiday 🙂 reality
The Sacrament of Eucharist, commemorating our Lord’s Last Supper, has always been for me one of the most sacred rituals of my Protestant Church. After partaking of the Elements, I somehow feel momentarily holier, closer to God, soothed and refreshed and renewed in my mind and my soul…
Worshiping in silence among fellow Quakers.
Silence while still in community is a rare experience; we so often can drown each other out with our need to be heard. I like the idea of the Quaker practice.
I don´t know exactly when it was the first time, but when I was ringing the bell at the beginning of my morning meditation, and for the first time gratefully followed the suggestion of Thich Nhat Hanh to experience it as an invitation to give a voice to the Buddha (which he mentioned in a YouTube Video I saw a while ago), it was a beautiful and humbling experience. The sound of “inviting the bell”, as he named it, changed since, a humble pleasure to ear and heart. Since, whenever I invite the bell, the connection with the sacred is present.
Thank you for sharing this, dear Ose.
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