Sacred Space, Sacred Time

Sitting in my sacred space…feeling very quiet and still. Feeling as if the past 5 years are just a memory, a space not here or there. A time capsule which we traveled through to reach a space and time we do not know or recognize. A time so unknown I feel like a stranger even to myself. I go about my days using all my self care tools. I meditate each morning (it’s my medicine to get through the days ahead). I walk, I do yoga, I write and I always find the ocean! Sometimes I want to run…from what I do not know. Maybe from the future? But I come back and know it’s the present moment that is what is real. To make the most of the day I am in the here and now. I was listening to a song and realized it’s the universe telling me….ALL IS WELL IN THIS MOMENT.

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“Sacred space and sacred time and something joyous to do is all we need. Almost anything then becomes a continuous and increasing joy. What you have to do, you do with play. I think a good way to conceive of sacred space is as a playground. If what you’re doing seems like play, you are in it. But you can’t play with my toys, you have to have your own. Your life should have yielded some. Older people play with life experiences and realizations or with thoughts they like to entertain. In my case, I have books I like to read that don’t lead anywhere.”

—Joseph Campbell

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