Pure Nectar

“Look past your thoughts, so you may drink the pure nectar of this moment.” – Rumi

“A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox’s or bear’s, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.” – Meister Eckhart

Sunday, the day deemed for rest
For reflection
For filling
For being, not doing
For preparation
For knowing and unknowing
For unwinding and savoring

May you put on rest
A cloak of slowness
A blanket of ease
Open space past the field of thoughts, limitations and expectations
Holy, sacred ground to return to not only on one day but each day
A homecoming, familiar and new at the same time
Finding God residing there, waiting to be seen within, around, above and below, everywhere
Reverence, awe, mystery, beauty
Be captured and held
Pure nectar.

“God is at home, it’s we who have gone out for a walk.” – Meister Eckhart