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What is Holy?Sunday 11/30/08 - Karuna
Returning from a retreat of heart-opening, soul-nurturing, stomach-filling moments; I am back in my home trying to hold on to the Me that I discover in those times, trying to bring to my "real" life the calm, creativity, care, unconditional acceptance and love that so easily takes place there. On retreat, infinite possibilities of deeper connections rise to the surface of my awareness. It seems easier to allow my practices to feed me, so that I am more compassionate. It seems harder to let my judgments have a voice. With great relief, they are drowned out by the trees, rocks, wind, sun, pool, dance, like-heartminds, play, dusty ground, dry creek bed, hugs, tears, praying mantis, Pileated woodpeckers and star-filled sky. How can I nurture myself and transcend the temptation to separate what is possible there and here? How can I open up to the infinite possibilities that I can so clearly see there, when in the mire of the daily, seemingly finite and distractible life here? I rediscovered a strange and often misunderstood word on retreat, which might help me "re-enter" this time - holy. Paul Tillich describes holy as infinite relations, different from finite relations. At first the religiosity of the word stuck in my throat. But being in the open-hearted place I was, I could see how I do make my relations finite - how my own expectations, agendas and assumptions limit the possibility to experience so much more; and how I might be able to allow more infinite possibilities to be revealed. I start with my relation to nature - infinite possibilities. Letting myself move beyond simple identification of a bird, to the wonder of watching her fly, preen, hunt, eat, sleep; I discover a feeling of dissolving. It is as if the boundaries between myself and the bird are thinner. I can almost feel what it is like to be the bird. In that moment I touch the infinite possibilities. In that moment I let myself reach into the unknown, without need to know. That moment is holy. Now, the questions remain: How do I bring holiness; allowing of the infinite; boundary-thinning moment to all relations? How do I let myself move beyond simple identification and expectation of others, to see and wonder as they too live, eat, love, cry, laugh, dance, fall, sleep, hold and try to reach for what is beyond the finite? How do I open to and reveal the holiness in the everyday-ness?
(originally published in "Sword of My Soul: Writings on Flowing Dragon Swords, 2007) |
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