Holding Space With the Sacred

It’s a funny thing, this world of ‘blogging.’ Doesn’t even sound right: blogging. So often when I’m walking or driving I find myself dictating posts in my mind, sharing with you so many things that amaze and inspire me. There are AHA! moments and wonders of this beautiful planet we inhabit; thoughts about what is and perhaps what might be. And yet, I sit to write and all those thoughts drift away leaving me to turn inward and seek the words waiting to be whispered. 

Today let me begin with THANK YOU. Thank you for taking the time to read my writing, to share your thoughts, to engage on the conscious level required to live authentically. Thank you for walking by my side as I explore the ‘good, the bad and the ugly.’ Thank you for your willingness to take this journey through the waves of emotion and uncertainty that accompany living our truth. Thank you. Whether you move silently with me or stop to post a comment and let your own voice be heard–we have a community of connection here in this space, for which I am deeply grateful. 

‘Inner Self’ by Elena Ray

It’s like prayer, I realize. We don’t have to get down on our knees and fold our hands, we don’t have to sit in yoga poses. We simply have to be, to allow, to ask, to receive. It’s quiet, subtle. The movement at times is like the crescendo of a symphony, and others sleek as the moon shining into the darkness. It’s always happening, though. Whether we are aware of it or not. The energy, the power, pulsating beneath what we see with our human eyes or ‘know’ in the recesses of our human mind. There is, however  a much deeper intelligence that senses it, craving its Presence, waiting for the very radiance of its Light to break through even our darkest moments. 

Finally (!) it feels as though the darkness has eased and broken for me. I can’t say I know when such a state has come upon me in the last several years. Surely we all go into this space? Unknowing, clear in our thoughts yet so muddled in our emotions. Unable to grasp anything that bonds us to the Divine even while we desperately ache to make the connection. And in truth, my friends, the stark reality is there’s not really a damn thing we can do to change it. Our tools are prayer, awareness and perhaps most of all a spirit of allowing. We cannot make sense of it through accessing the mind and all the training and knowledge we’ve accumulated thus far. The option that lies before us is to ask for help, to surrender into the gentle Flow and allow IT to move US. In some way, we are powerless. 

But that’s not true on the level of our souls, either. While we are powerless to control the emotional disconnect of it all, we are always able to choose how we will respond to whatever it is we may encounter. Seems we’ve been raised to believe that if something doesn’t feel right–well, you just do this or that and it will be better. Oh, no loved ones–this is not the dialogue of our souls. Our power there lies in trust, faith, openness. Always, always there is purpose. Always, always we are held in the arms of the Divine. Even when we cannot feel it, we are given the choice to trust. Trust we are loved. Trust the Divine is there, even when we feel separate. 

Words struggle to convey this truth. It seems so simple, and yet while in the midst of it, there is great angst soothed only by the comfort of prayer and faith. How strange for ME to lean on these two, for after the tumultuous experience with religion in my teens, I cast off all connotations to my childhood faith. They hold a different energy for me today than they did then, and yet I can see the delight my soul took in being One with the sacred even then. Ah, but that’s a story for another day. 

For today, remember this sacred truth: there is purpose in every moment. Every word is our prayer. And we are always held in the arms of Grace. It feels like a trinity of truths…holding space with the sacred…..if we choose. 

 

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Jacqueline

Inspiring fiery passion through soul connection. Lover, Seducer, Awakener, Firestarter, Visionary. #kissingthesacred

5 thoughts on “Holding Space With the Sacred”

  1. Ah Jackie,
    You really have been on a roller coaster and it’s heavenly to see you come to this point where you have opened your arms and embraced the lessons. I have learned from you and continue to do so on a regular basis. You are Grace!
    – With deep appreciation~ Marge ~ xo

  2. This scripture read in church yesterday morn has been resonating a similar tune with me “Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but that very Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words.” The phrase “sighs too deep for words” jumped out at me when read. Through the Spirit we have been given a language “deeper than words”. We share that “deeper than words” language with the Spirit and all those who are One In The Spirit. We share the whispers of your heart that words may not express.

  3. So gracefully expressed this journey of yours, dearest Jackie. As I learn to be still, within my heart, my spirit opens up to the wisdom and grace of The Divine and I begin to truly know the oneness that is ours. Namaste, my friend.

  4. As I read your post, I am thinking to myself here is another kindred spirit. In the book I recently published, I shared in the back of the cover (not copying and pasting but summarizing) that my heart ached for an understanding of this thing called life but I didn’t want answers from authorities, books, methods or rituals as I had tried them all. I summarize that I realize I am better off standing naked in front of the ocean of life free from preconceived ideas, and perhaps in allowing myself to be that ocean, I would come face to face with God at last. My quest is Truth and perhaps I will be given the grace in this lifetime to wake up from the dream. If it’s not meant to be, I still value the journey.

    Beautiful writing, it comes from a deep place within you reason why it inspires.

    Much love, Marie 🙂

  5. the river I live next to is called: Trinity… so I tell most I live in heaven, texas …where the weather is hell. loved your writing and thank you for sharing…inspiring words (~_~)

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