tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7239140084937897595.post2954583481537869550..comments2023-10-19T10:26:30.108-04:00Comments on Yin and Yang: This Sacred WorldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7239140084937897595.post-54377093218880390302012-10-25T23:52:44.552-04:002012-10-25T23:52:44.552-04:00Beautiful post, Kate, thank you.Beautiful post, Kate, thank you.Feminist Voice with Disabilitieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04971702402040080054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7239140084937897595.post-17905446944262720552012-10-24T13:49:29.744-04:002012-10-24T13:49:29.744-04:00The sacred can be found in every space. I really, ...The sacred can be found in every space. I really, truly believe this. I love the mountains, the ocean, my backyard and my living room...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14416223407061042602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7239140084937897595.post-60461130497426147662012-10-23T07:51:39.350-04:002012-10-23T07:51:39.350-04:00Hi Kate,
It took a day of reflection before I kne...Hi Kate,<br /><br />It took a day of reflection before I knew what I could say in response to your post. At first, reading it, I was very confused. Not your fault! I'm afraid the problem lies in me.<br /><br />I don't often get the feeling of the sacred. In fact, thinking hard, the last time I got it was when I was taking care of my first german shepherd puppy pretty much all on my own. I felt that her little life depended on me, only me, and that felt holy. And I adored her. Thought her the most gorgeous creature in earth. Oh my, but she was such a handful!<br /><br />I wonder that currently, day to day, I have trouble understanding anything more than the struggle to survive. There are smiles, laughter, and good times, a definite warmth of love in my home, but my illness always comes back in some way and torments me, and the traumatic past can't seem to be forgotten.<br /><br />We are having new windows put in our old house. The man responsible for the construction, Bob, is 76 years old, in great health, and leads his crew out of pure joy of the building job. He could retire. He would rather work.<br /><br />I was talking to him and he was reminiscing over WWII. Finally, he summed up his life. "I've had a lot of blessings" he said. And I relied, "I've had a lot of blessings too" but just at that moment, I knew in my gut that I was lying. Intellectually I know how lucky I am. Intellectually I understand deeply the phase, "but for the grace of God, there go I" and can see the difficulty and hardship in other's lives which by holy grace, is not in mine. But I think I lied because a part of me believes that life is hard and I am weary and while blessings exist, my heart is not touched to the core by them. Not that often. Dependent young puppies don't come into your life very often.<br /><br />So I think that you are right to advise your readers in religious, reflective practice. I need more sacred in my life. I need to be present in the moment more. I'm wounded, and I need some healing. But I'm not certain when or where I'm going to seek the help. I just live day to day. Trying my best. Usually victorious. <br /><br />There is a strong Buddhist presence in the town that I live in. I might go to a meeting of a group. But honestly, it takes most of my strength just to do the basics of life. I don't have much energy left over for religious practice. I am pretty solitary.<br /><br />I am so thankful that you are writing Kate. You make me think and examine myself. It is always a good thing, even if my emotional reaction at first is a bit sad or confused. It seems you have a gift for appreciating life. I really, really admire that. And of course, I long for a big dose of what you are cultivating with your Buddhist practice. <br /><br />Sometimes we see where we need to go by the example that others present.<br /><br />All my love,<br />KarenKaren May Sorensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14436905322393073250noreply@blogger.com