Spirit

And I learned that the ecstasy of mango juice on my tongue and union with Spirit are not as different as I once thought.

The Invitation, Oriah

When the pain is large, when I feel I cannot expand enough to hold it, I send out the simple prayer “help me” and allow myself relax into the being held by something larger than myself.

The Invitation, Oriah

The split between Spirit and matter is in our thinking, our way of speaking it. I touch God when I caress the face of a lover, hold the Beloved when my son’s hand is in mine, breathe in Spirit when I catch the scent of the sun on the breeze. The world offers itself to me in a thousand ways and I ache with an awareness of how in frequently I am bale